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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2865 | 2023-06-02 16:28:55 | 109.59 | 98.7% |
| 1543 | 2022-08-06 19:05:38 | 110.99 | 100% |
| 1522 | 2022-08-05 22:33:26 | 88.88 | 98% |
| 1295 | 2022-06-29 13:10:59 | 113.20 | 100% |
| 475 | 2021-02-15 22:44:09 | 83.98 | 98.7% |