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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35380 | 2021-09-10 13:11:21 | 105.58 | 99% |
| 35306 | 2021-09-07 18:10:05 | 108.84 | 98% |
| 34679 | 2021-03-30 18:16:12 | 98.37 | 97% |
| 33202 | 2021-02-18 18:10:35 | 119.52 | 100% |
| 28532 | 2019-10-25 18:16:35 | 89.25 | 98% |
| 27412 | 2019-08-28 21:39:40 | 117.51 | 100% |