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 |
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6701 | 2022-06-11 10:10:33 | 93.58 | 98% |
6561 | 2022-06-04 14:35:05 | 101.14 | 99% |
6553 | 2022-06-04 14:03:02 | 107.22 | 99% |
6217 | 2022-05-03 02:07:04 | 114.85 | 100% |
6023 | 2022-04-28 01:29:50 | 109.09 | 99% |
4760 | 2022-03-29 01:57:11 | 101.03 | 98% |
2471 | 2021-11-24 07:27:18 | 99.49 | 98% |
843 | 2021-09-23 06:07:11 | 88.15 | 98% |