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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9772 | 2020-02-22 09:06:03 | 122.84 | 98% |
| 8601 | 2020-01-15 12:44:15 | 109.73 | 97% |
| 8458 | 2020-01-13 11:08:24 | 95.22 | 96% |
| 6628 | 2019-12-27 15:48:42 | 126.99 | 98% |
| 1355 | 2017-07-05 07:51:51 | 79.48 | 96% |
| 1097 | 2017-07-01 13:36:41 | 74.60 | 95% |