Through me you pass into the city of woe: through me you pass into eternal pain: through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: to rear me was the task of power divine, supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things eternal, and eternal I shall endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19963 | 2024-04-13 12:08:37 | 192.64 | 98.2% |