The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6639 | 2025-06-11 09:50:06 | 105.47 | 99% |
| 5733 | 2025-04-11 21:33:27 | 97.99 | 98.7% |
| 5319 | 2022-10-22 15:04:58 | 79.39 | 97% |
| 2945 | 2021-12-26 09:49:08 | 80.21 | 96% |
| 2146 | 2021-11-13 09:54:04 | 81.90 | 98% |
| 1164 | 2021-09-29 11:21:32 | 67.47 | 97% |