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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3109 | 2022-11-02 03:40:12 | 104.59 | 98% |
| 2730 | 2022-04-18 01:35:58 | 95.78 | 97% |
| 2445 | 2022-02-07 22:38:42 | 122.87 | 100% |
| 1110 | 2021-08-27 22:47:37 | 85.82 | 97% |
| 1103 | 2021-08-25 00:52:11 | 99.46 | 97% |
| 175 | 2021-06-05 02:25:32 | 83.67 | 97% |