The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27255 | 2023-12-15 20:18:06 | 80.43 | 96.7% |
| 25226 | 2021-08-09 23:38:23 | 75.05 | 96% |
| 17887 | 2020-06-08 16:20:08 | 88.89 | 98% |
| 17247 | 2020-05-12 15:22:44 | 70.44 | 95% |
| 3716 | 2019-05-19 13:04:44 | 69.31 | 96% |
| 2881 | 2019-05-09 23:53:34 | 67.01 | 97% |