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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36821 | 2024-03-24 21:57:07 | 183.84 | 100% |
| 33778 | 2023-10-03 23:57:50 | 151.45 | 98.4% |
| 33091 | 2023-10-01 18:12:27 | 167.27 | 99.2% |
| 6984 | 2020-09-15 16:49:54 | 156.63 | 99% |
| 3758 | 2020-08-07 20:39:00 | 162.82 | 99% |
| 2377 | 2020-08-03 22:43:36 | 165.40 | 100% |
| 1869 | 2020-07-31 12:15:04 | 145.32 | 99% |
| 557 | 2020-07-02 17:31:15 | 133.80 | 99% |