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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8358 | 2022-07-21 22:45:47 | 66.02 | 99% |
| 6372 | 2021-12-31 21:52:24 | 66.43 | 98% |
| 4384 | 2021-07-18 00:44:20 | 70.57 | 97% |
| 2038 | 2021-02-27 01:44:21 | 63.36 | 97.9% |
| 1658 | 2021-02-15 20:48:08 | 62.12 | 99.1% |
| 934 | 2021-01-27 23:02:14 | 59.97 | 95.6% |