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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5903 | 2023-05-16 22:35:11 | 80.03 | 98.7% |
| 5623 | 2023-01-18 00:28:02 | 77.35 | 98% |
| 2299 | 2021-02-02 01:48:41 | 78.80 | 97.4% |
| 1141 | 2020-10-18 18:44:22 | 73.90 | 97% |
| 746 | 2020-09-22 17:19:23 | 73.66 | 97% |
| 324 | 2020-08-20 20:02:17 | 59.07 | 95% |