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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3181 | 2022-03-21 06:27:48 | 66.99 | 96% |
| 2876 | 2022-01-21 04:11:18 | 63.18 | 95% |
| 2400 | 2021-12-20 03:38:29 | 70.24 | 97% |
| 1448 | 2021-09-20 05:44:18 | 66.00 | 95% |
| 1316 | 2021-09-14 03:58:15 | 63.97 | 96% |
| 1049 | 2021-08-26 08:11:44 | 62.32 | 95% |