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 |
---|---|---|---|
56907 | 2020-07-26 06:45:10 | 123.32 | 99% |
44499 | 2020-05-23 06:03:42 | 118.88 | 98% |
43364 | 2020-05-17 06:25:02 | 112.58 | 97% |
35481 | 2020-04-04 10:52:19 | 115.65 | 98% |
33652 | 2020-03-27 05:51:30 | 140.30 | 99% |
29786 | 2020-02-22 09:06:03 | 122.83 | 98% |
26217 | 2020-01-01 11:45:21 | 119.74 | 98% |
25636 | 2019-12-30 06:52:27 | 128.29 | 98% |
24743 | 2019-12-21 15:09:37 | 129.67 | 99% |
21676 | 2019-11-17 01:14:29 | 109.70 | 98% |
20232 | 2019-11-02 13:00:16 | 113.80 | 97% |
19034 | 2019-10-28 04:18:59 | 110.69 | 98% |
7680 | 2019-05-01 12:22:11 | 116.77 | 97% |
1895 | 2018-12-22 10:10:51 | 113.36 | 98% |