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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11515 | 2023-10-07 01:42:35 | 122.45 | 97.8% |
| 10651 | 2023-08-04 20:39:37 | 110.30 | 96.4% |
| 6273 | 2023-03-09 22:22:00 | 93.50 | 96% |
| 4726 | 2023-02-17 21:40:27 | 103.69 | 96% |
| 253 | 2022-03-12 19:24:50 | 90.05 | 98% |