Clouds begin to tear; sky is bleeding hair. God is weeping tears; you are full of fears. Vehement lightning quake; head begins to ache. Lord has thunder snake; Balrog he will break. And thus, revenge was fruitless, for one who had been turned, and we are reminded who lords over this altered world.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1150 | 2020-08-09 10:20:04 | 99.00 | 96% |
| 430 | 2020-01-13 12:42:23 | 87.44 | 95% |