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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10026 | 2019-07-31 01:03:41 | 90.21 | 97% |
| 6463 | 2018-11-15 04:23:32 | 85.73 | 98% |
| 6441 | 2018-11-14 01:45:53 | 80.13 | 98% |
| 2598 | 2018-01-16 16:13:22 | 80.26 | 98% |
| 1712 | 2017-10-25 11:06:56 | 78.82 | 98% |