The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9837 | 2022-10-23 11:48:44 | 86.17 | 95% |
| 9636 | 2022-10-01 07:35:37 | 96.12 | 98% |
| 5245 | 2021-11-11 13:40:07 | 86.25 | 96% |
| 3385 | 2021-05-13 08:13:54 | 93.08 | 96% |
| 1625 | 2021-01-26 14:56:01 | 83.80 | 96% |