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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37846 | 2022-02-16 22:51:03 | 169.17 | 99% |
| 15713 | 2020-05-16 20:15:35 | 122.51 | 98% |
| 14786 | 2020-05-12 03:40:53 | 156.61 | 99% |
| 14518 | 2020-05-10 21:10:07 | 122.06 | 97% |
| 12175 | 2020-04-23 16:55:40 | 141.20 | 99% |
| 9485 | 2020-04-02 23:30:45 | 134.48 | 98% |
| 9453 | 2020-04-02 23:08:00 | 121.27 | 97% |
| 4899 | 2019-07-24 02:34:06 | 129.30 | 99% |