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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32627 | 2020-11-25 09:06:56 | 150.88 | 100% |
| 26237 | 2019-12-27 08:28:39 | 135.53 | 99% |
| 24902 | 2019-09-30 12:48:07 | 147.60 | 99% |
| 20390 | 2018-09-18 23:30:42 | 126.54 | 99% |
| 17508 | 2018-06-13 11:22:11 | 148.12 | 99% |
| 10951 | 2017-08-27 02:03:24 | 137.53 | 99% |
| 8704 | 2017-06-09 09:09:53 | 127.41 | 98% |
| 6826 | 2017-04-13 13:48:07 | 111.77 | 95% |
| 6799 | 2017-04-12 06:43:15 | 113.71 | 94% |
| 6622 | 2017-04-02 15:46:38 | 134.55 | 99% |
| 4958 | 2017-01-15 07:47:23 | 122.04 | 95% |
| 4542 | 2017-01-07 06:57:16 | 113.71 | 96% |
| 2116 | 2016-11-24 03:23:14 | 126.79 | 97% |