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 |
---|---|---|---|
9311 | 2024-04-24 07:31:47 | 108.25 | 97.2% |
8727 | 2023-11-19 14:09:49 | 84.42 | 94.6% |
8402 | 2023-11-08 13:33:22 | 104.06 | 96.2% |
6747 | 2023-10-09 09:19:15 | 104.47 | 97.1% |
5850 | 2023-08-14 05:59:33 | 87.03 | 96% |
3626 | 2022-08-19 16:08:27 | 88.94 | 98% |