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 |
---|---|---|---|
27557 | 2024-06-14 12:47:24 | 74.86 | 96.5% |
26791 | 2024-02-26 09:36:07 | 78.87 | 95.4% |
25212 | 2023-11-20 20:55:58 | 65.01 | 95.6% |
21212 | 2023-03-23 08:07:31 | 79.20 | 98% |
19807 | 2023-01-05 17:16:38 | 77.02 | 97% |
14529 | 2022-02-07 15:32:13 | 76.94 | 96% |
547 | 2020-04-28 05:23:37 | 55.68 | 99% |
57 | 2019-04-14 07:29:02 | 27.15 | 96% |