Come, Friend, you too must die. Why moan about it so? Even Patroclus died, a far, far better man than you. And look, you see how handsome and powerful I am? The son of a great man, the mother who gave me life - a deathless goddess. But even for me, I tell you, death and the strong force of fate are waiting. There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon when a man will take my life in battle too - flinging a spear perhaps, or whipping a deadly arrow off his bow.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31742 | 2020-11-15 05:03:46 | 172.94 | 98% |
| 12901 | 2020-04-30 01:21:11 | 132.05 | 99% |
| 11843 | 2020-04-21 17:42:41 | 125.88 | 99% |
| 10775 | 2020-04-12 00:42:52 | 124.34 | 98% |
| 3681 | 2019-07-06 10:27:54 | 98.91 | 97% |
| 594 | 2018-12-24 01:39:51 | 97.34 | 97% |