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 |
---|---|---|---|
73273 | 2020-05-10 03:47:57 | 126.54 | 99% |
70748 | 2020-04-22 02:52:08 | 117.03 | 97% |
64614 | 2020-03-06 03:02:46 | 105.78 | 96% |
59445 | 2020-02-14 02:30:41 | 97.23 | 96% |
52077 | 2020-01-13 13:13:58 | 113.85 | 97% |
32037 | 2019-04-28 00:38:04 | 106.02 | 98% |
27251 | 2019-03-30 13:49:46 | 97.34 | 98% |
27250 | 2019-03-30 13:48:42 | 94.18 | 97% |
24632 | 2018-12-09 23:42:12 | 98.67 | 97% |
20515 | 2018-10-19 04:05:13 | 94.50 | 97% |
16783 | 2018-09-12 08:45:10 | 93.61 | 97% |
11171 | 2018-07-02 05:30:28 | 82.60 | 95% |
2481 | 2017-12-27 10:31:39 | 90.93 | 98% |
1700 | 2017-11-29 10:55:26 | 74.20 | 96% |
918 | 2017-10-06 11:00:27 | 55.60 | 96% |