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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17252 | 2018-02-16 08:48:57 | 78.49 | 99% |
| 15995 | 2018-01-09 04:18:23 | 80.37 | 100% |
| 15754 | 2018-01-08 09:42:13 | 71.42 | 98% |
| 9633 | 2017-05-18 09:52:40 | 76.06 | 98% |
| 9568 | 2017-05-18 08:38:18 | 66.98 | 95% |
| 9167 | 2017-05-13 06:52:15 | 66.86 | 98% |
| 8811 | 2017-05-06 09:36:41 | 75.13 | 100% |
| 7298 | 2017-03-02 06:04:37 | 61.94 | 97% |
| 5954 | 2017-02-19 07:56:26 | 46.95 | 92% |
| 5603 | 2017-02-17 07:00:35 | 58.76 | 97% |
| 5572 | 2017-02-17 06:20:25 | 60.18 | 98% |
| 356 | 2017-01-18 02:46:10 | 53.97 | 99% |