Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42678 | 2020-04-29 04:22:03 | 94.56 | 99% |
| 38719 | 2020-02-15 05:39:29 | 95.00 | 99% |
| 34655 | 2019-12-12 05:00:14 | 95.94 | 98% |
| 32385 | 2019-11-12 04:43:21 | 94.11 | 98% |
| 31948 | 2019-11-08 04:42:02 | 89.52 | 99% |
| 19145 | 2019-04-26 04:15:41 | 85.45 | 98% |
| 17936 | 2019-04-11 04:26:28 | 82.26 | 97% |
| 11048 | 2018-07-22 03:11:44 | 88.31 | 99% |
| 6660 | 2018-05-16 03:48:49 | 80.92 | 97% |