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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11919 | 2023-12-13 13:53:18 | 127.21 | 99.5% |
| 11176 | 2021-03-24 14:54:11 | 126.28 | 99% |
| 10123 | 2020-02-21 19:14:22 | 114.65 | 98% |
| 8313 | 2019-07-26 15:29:18 | 112.60 | 98% |
| 7188 | 2019-04-10 08:49:46 | 113.64 | 98% |
| 7111 | 2019-04-03 13:46:02 | 116.25 | 98% |