Even if the morrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return. To become the dew that quenches the land, to spare the sands, the seas, the skies, I offer thee this silent sacrifice.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7315 | 2023-08-24 09:12:13 | 71.82 | 96% |
| 6980 | 2023-06-29 03:23:19 | 66.35 | 96% |
| 661 | 2020-07-17 12:10:12 | 45.31 | 96% |