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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13986 | 2024-02-26 18:45:24 | 108.58 | 97.5% |
| 12396 | 2024-01-22 18:04:56 | 104.36 | 99% |
| 11698 | 2023-12-12 04:03:03 | 79.69 | 95.5% |
| 4048 | 2020-07-04 12:10:02 | 92.46 | 96% |
| 3294 | 2020-06-02 09:02:36 | 93.33 | 96% |
| 242 | 2020-01-14 08:30:51 | 91.48 | 97% |