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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29866 | 2023-02-13 21:40:11 | 120.09 | 96% |
| 28425 | 2022-07-15 20:21:52 | 124.80 | 97% |
| 27760 | 2022-03-10 01:34:11 | 144.01 | 97% |
| 27627 | 2022-03-06 20:30:57 | 139.12 | 99% |
| 27308 | 2022-01-06 19:18:28 | 102.46 | 95% |