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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18941 | 2021-07-02 21:00:31 | 65.76 | 98% |
| 14653 | 2021-01-03 23:03:19 | 49.15 | 99% |
| 13221 | 2020-10-31 00:04:45 | 63.52 | 96% |
| 13007 | 2020-10-27 17:29:03 | 65.41 | 97% |
| 11767 | 2020-09-23 21:12:19 | 61.89 | 95% |
| 9567 | 2020-07-27 04:39:23 | 65.15 | 98% |