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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6754 | 2023-07-08 08:02:26 | 85.92 | 95.4% |
| 5618 | 2022-11-24 03:44:09 | 84.28 | 96% |
| 4559 | 2022-08-13 12:44:58 | 91.33 | 97% |
| 4553 | 2022-08-11 12:30:49 | 88.35 | 95% |
| 211 | 2021-01-01 14:35:09 | 73.67 | 95% |