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 |
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5315 | 2020-09-16 17:59:42 | 71.36 | 98% |
3589 | 2020-08-02 00:41:09 | 61.39 | 97% |