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 |
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28272 | 2024-07-30 18:25:28 | 101.50 | 99.1% |
24250 | 2021-12-04 16:17:06 | 104.34 | 98% |
24074 | 2021-12-01 16:33:58 | 106.71 | 99% |
21550 | 2021-09-13 14:59:13 | 108.62 | 99% |
20331 | 2021-05-03 17:21:15 | 109.38 | 99% |
17846 | 2021-02-10 15:50:50 | 87.34 | 96% |
8350 | 2020-05-05 20:57:55 | 97.11 | 98% |
2621 | 2019-11-26 16:57:54 | 92.44 | 99% |
1503 | 2019-10-22 01:29:19 | 86.15 | 98% |