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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27057 | 2021-08-22 00:02:08 | 101.51 | 96% |
| 13102 | 2020-11-03 23:19:09 | 97.94 | 97% |
| 12078 | 2020-09-05 16:01:44 | 94.74 | 97% |
| 10083 | 2020-04-28 19:34:57 | 102.44 | 97% |
| 5951 | 2019-08-29 17:07:26 | 102.35 | 98% |
| 2815 | 2019-03-04 18:42:11 | 97.33 | 98% |