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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 98333 | 2019-08-19 01:10:37 | 120.73 | 99% |
| 98087 | 2019-07-22 01:52:34 | 133.88 | 99% |
| 97229 | 2019-05-15 00:24:26 | 123.78 | 98% |
| 96336 | 2019-04-28 20:45:43 | 109.66 | 97% |
| 95963 | 2019-04-25 01:18:05 | 132.64 | 99% |
| 94327 | 2019-04-08 05:21:00 | 119.30 | 97% |
| 91360 | 2019-03-28 02:46:56 | 115.06 | 96% |
| 87839 | 2019-02-23 06:49:43 | 140.75 | 98% |