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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23973 | 2024-10-09 01:35:50 | 128.00 | 97.7% |
| 23480 | 2024-09-20 02:35:40 | 149.23 | 98.3% |
| 23365 | 2024-09-15 14:45:25 | 154.76 | 99.1% |
| 17378 | 2024-06-16 18:25:13 | 160.96 | 99.1% |
| 16295 | 2024-06-05 15:08:48 | 158.96 | 98.7% |
| 14924 | 2024-05-14 11:44:43 | 163.43 | 99.5% |
| 13439 | 2024-04-25 04:12:59 | 152.26 | 99.5% |
| 10253 | 2024-03-26 07:51:20 | 163.95 | 100% |
| 7963 | 2024-02-25 09:09:27 | 143.96 | 98.7% |
| 6467 | 2024-02-19 09:11:23 | 102.54 | 98.7% |