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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14758 | 2022-07-19 10:40:03 | 118.06 | 99% |
| 13387 | 2022-02-16 16:26:34 | 126.95 | 99% |
| 10706 | 2021-09-21 12:15:14 | 124.84 | 99% |
| 8849 | 2021-05-22 12:12:52 | 110.98 | 99% |
| 8227 | 2021-05-13 16:25:51 | 103.83 | 98% |
| 492 | 2021-02-08 19:17:28 | 96.82 | 96.8% |