Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52483 | 2019-02-04 04:52:40 | 69.50 | 98% |
| 49525 | 2018-09-28 12:59:28 | 60.14 | 96% |
| 42850 | 2018-02-25 14:28:06 | 60.10 | 96% |
| 40487 | 2017-11-22 12:35:01 | 60.45 | 96% |
| 39781 | 2017-10-29 07:47:21 | 71.37 | 98% |
| 39314 | 2017-10-21 09:21:37 | 62.84 | 97% |
| 38886 | 2017-10-12 13:16:24 | 61.36 | 96% |
| 37402 | 2017-09-10 16:13:33 | 64.52 | 97% |