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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27454 | 2022-11-29 18:39:00 | 123.01 | 97% |
| 25632 | 2021-01-28 23:16:25 | 105.55 | 96.1% |
| 21897 | 2020-09-21 02:10:15 | 94.77 | 97% |
| 16403 | 2020-05-03 21:53:55 | 95.13 | 96% |
| 4819 | 2019-09-05 22:58:13 | 85.70 | 96% |
| 2695 | 2019-07-11 22:52:06 | 94.58 | 96% |