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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177492 | 2020-11-16 17:00:55 | 117.27 | 98% |
176451 | 2020-10-29 19:52:44 | 115.56 | 97% |