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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 60173 | 2020-08-16 04:12:59 | 111.28 | 98% |
| 54468 | 2020-07-12 00:10:50 | 143.18 | 99% |
| 52173 | 2020-07-01 07:32:30 | 54.03 | 100% |
| 52160 | 2020-07-01 06:24:10 | 105.53 | 96% |
| 50897 | 2020-06-25 05:32:24 | 122.23 | 98% |
| 50891 | 2020-06-25 05:25:50 | 123.67 | 98% |
| 43089 | 2020-05-16 10:01:37 | 123.94 | 98% |
| 42204 | 2020-05-12 03:40:56 | 132.11 | 99% |
| 29137 | 2020-02-09 08:56:58 | 126.18 | 98% |
| 13018 | 2019-08-06 12:59:42 | 81.50 | 97% |
| 12273 | 2019-07-21 05:01:59 | 55.56 | 98% |
| 8594 | 2019-05-19 05:33:27 | 123.75 | 99% |
| 5552 | 2019-04-07 13:40:58 | 119.40 | 97% |