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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8676 | 2022-07-04 23:58:50 | 122.22 | 96% |
7837 | 2022-06-03 15:01:08 | 104.57 | 98% |
6564 | 2022-04-11 02:33:54 | 122.29 | 100% |
3261 | 2021-12-18 17:32:35 | 101.91 | 97% |
2477 | 2021-12-01 17:13:08 | 102.28 | 97% |
1810 | 2021-11-13 22:44:38 | 95.88 | 97% |
31 | 2020-01-14 05:20:05 | 94.07 | 97% |