Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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36952 | 2024-04-02 01:28:28 | 175.19 | 99.3% |
22169 | 2022-10-30 13:36:25 | 118.77 | 98% |
22168 | 2022-10-30 13:35:23 | 106.34 | 97% |
22167 | 2022-10-30 13:34:15 | 120.67 | 98% |
22166 | 2022-10-30 13:33:15 | 116.92 | 97% |
22165 | 2022-10-30 13:32:09 | 115.49 | 98% |
20973 | 2022-10-29 03:46:17 | 137.74 | 98% |
20972 | 2022-10-29 03:45:23 | 127.73 | 98% |
20971 | 2022-10-29 03:44:25 | 128.53 | 98% |
20970 | 2022-10-29 03:43:29 | 136.75 | 99% |
20969 | 2022-10-29 03:42:35 | 115.07 | 97% |
1844 | 2020-07-30 22:30:27 | 135.15 | 98% |