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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9656 | 2023-03-23 19:49:23 | 208.46 | 100% |
| 8524 | 2023-02-20 19:13:01 | 214.91 | 100% |
| 6688 | 2022-06-18 14:06:31 | 206.32 | 100% |
| 2440 | 2021-04-22 23:52:03 | 155.27 | 98% |
| 2435 | 2021-04-22 23:49:20 | 155.59 | 98% |