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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11875 | 2022-10-31 13:22:28 | 122.31 | 99% |
| 11874 | 2022-10-31 13:21:37 | 100.18 | 97% |
| 11873 | 2022-10-31 13:20:34 | 110.40 | 97% |
| 11872 | 2022-10-31 13:19:37 | 107.88 | 97% |
| 11871 | 2022-10-31 13:18:38 | 110.10 | 97% |