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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10494 | 2021-03-12 12:54:38 | 71.29 | 97% |
| 9156 | 2021-02-15 16:27:29 | 57.86 | 95.5% |
| 7390 | 2020-12-17 17:49:18 | 60.77 | 96% |
| 6666 | 2020-11-28 16:49:03 | 42.92 | 95% |
| 4775 | 2020-10-20 06:49:45 | 59.31 | 96% |
| 1300 | 2020-07-23 15:43:25 | 58.55 | 96% |
| 120 | 2020-06-17 16:15:28 | 44.25 | 95% |