Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20722 | 2021-07-19 09:40:01 | 103.40 | 97% |
| 12083 | 2020-09-13 16:45:41 | 95.60 | 97% |
| 8062 | 2020-06-10 13:50:40 | 108.27 | 98% |
| 6162 | 2020-03-06 11:14:26 | 97.45 | 97% |
| 5656 | 2020-02-14 09:21:07 | 110.56 | 99% |