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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8690 | 2021-06-24 10:50:27 | 90.85 | 97% |
| 4686 | 2021-04-13 13:45:06 | 87.60 | 97% |
| 4111 | 2021-04-04 14:33:39 | 92.65 | 97% |
| 4085 | 2021-04-04 06:19:06 | 83.22 | 98% |
| 3788 | 2021-03-30 04:53:09 | 85.62 | 97% |
| 3498 | 2021-03-22 04:35:49 | 95.99 | 98% |