Kings of little kingdoms fought together, and the young Sun shone like fire on the red metal of their new and greedy swords. There was victory and defeat; and towers fell, fortresses were burned, and flames went up into the sky. Gold was piled on biers of dead kings and queens; and mounds covered them, and the stone doors were shut; and the grass grew over all.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2861 | 2020-07-06 19:34:40 | 68.96 | 96% |
| 473 | 2020-04-06 23:14:14 | 71.76 | 96% |