Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25095 | 2020-07-23 03:56:10 | 152.55 | 98.8% |
| 22032 | 2019-06-28 03:24:03 | 156.89 | 98.5% |
| 18065 | 2018-11-11 01:33:47 | 143.51 | 98.1% |
| 16239 | 2018-09-03 20:54:10 | 150.73 | 98.6% |
| 13538 | 2018-05-29 03:42:45 | 141.81 | 97.6% |