Come, Friend, you too must die. Why moan about it so? Even Patroclus died, a far, far better man than you. And look, you see how handsome and powerful I am? The son of a great man, the mother who gave me life - a deathless goddess. But even for me, I tell you, death and the strong force of fate are waiting. There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon when a man will take my life in battle too - flinging a spear perhaps, or whipping a deadly arrow off his bow.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 41305 | 2020-05-10 02:06:15 | 107.61 | 98% |
| 41251 | 2020-05-10 01:19:41 | 121.47 | 99% |
| 35319 | 2019-04-20 01:11:58 | 110.73 | 99% |
| 33157 | 2018-10-28 03:18:46 | 106.47 | 97% |
| 32527 | 2018-05-14 17:32:58 | 111.85 | 99% |
| 31056 | 2017-03-12 23:21:42 | 105.03 | 92% |