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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 27933 | 2018-12-11 11:40:56 | 88.30 | 96% |
| 20067 | 2018-09-27 02:48:11 | 80.05 | 97% |
| 10518 | 2018-03-17 19:40:08 | 72.90 | 97% |
| 8717 | 2018-02-17 11:00:43 | 56.46 | 98% |
| 8639 | 2018-02-16 20:45:55 | 64.88 | 97% |