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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 53696 | 2020-09-16 05:25:14 | 94.57 | 98% |
| 52726 | 2020-08-13 04:55:29 | 89.28 | 97% |
| 49852 | 2020-04-17 13:32:48 | 87.51 | 98% |
| 49024 | 2020-03-15 07:16:08 | 100.31 | 99% |
| 48555 | 2020-02-22 09:06:18 | 92.46 | 99% |
| 47351 | 2020-01-10 06:11:55 | 84.74 | 97% |
| 35068 | 2019-01-01 23:40:40 | 80.66 | 97% |
| 31589 | 2018-12-22 08:55:35 | 90.22 | 98% |
| 23500 | 2018-10-21 21:20:56 | 72.10 | 96% |
| 20007 | 2018-09-26 00:46:09 | 80.26 | 98% |
| 20006 | 2018-09-26 00:44:44 | 80.16 | 98% |
| 19954 | 2018-09-24 22:35:49 | 81.85 | 96% |
| 9138 | 2018-02-23 02:56:35 | 74.20 | 97% |