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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17589 | 2022-12-04 04:01:37 | 111.42 | 99% |
| 11103 | 2021-12-23 10:57:33 | 114.02 | 98% |
| 9114 | 2021-10-06 11:00:49 | 100.09 | 98% |
| 6014 | 2021-06-19 23:16:16 | 82.75 | 96% |
| 5448 | 2021-05-24 10:44:21 | 95.39 | 97% |
| 1425 | 2020-12-06 10:12:20 | 61.41 | 95% |