Come, Friend, you too must die. Why moan about it so? Even Patroclus died, a far, far better man than you. And look, you see how handsome and powerful I am? The son of a great man, the mother who gave me life - a deathless goddess. But even for me, I tell you, death and the strong force of fate are waiting. There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon when a man will take my life in battle too - flinging a spear perhaps, or whipping a deadly arrow off his bow.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 54956 | 2019-04-14 16:18:50 | 71.17 | 98% |
| 54948 | 2019-04-14 16:10:16 | 68.71 | 97% |
| 54376 | 2019-03-30 11:59:19 | 71.85 | 98% |
| 51450 | 2018-12-31 13:23:38 | 60.94 | 96% |
| 48999 | 2018-09-02 01:27:45 | 67.98 | 97% |
| 42597 | 2018-02-17 14:52:37 | 61.15 | 96% |
| 34341 | 2017-07-08 13:26:26 | 61.38 | 97% |
| 30366 | 2017-05-03 13:27:50 | 61.66 | 94% |
| 23278 | 2017-02-08 16:15:47 | 63.13 | 96% |
| 20746 | 2017-01-07 17:12:54 | 58.56 | 93% |
| 18344 | 2016-12-08 15:48:42 | 58.55 | 94% |