Text race history for 🌹 Black Rose 🌹 (typingartist2)

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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
59652 2018-01-13 22:21:07 162.68 99%
57677 2017-12-31 16:29:32 169.60 99%
55505 2017-08-18 15:57:20 165.89 99%
52082 2017-07-29 09:04:56 151.92 99%
50865 2017-07-21 15:05:20 146.95 98%