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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21880 | 2023-08-04 16:13:47 | 75.92 | 97.2% |
| 21424 | 2023-07-12 06:16:25 | 78.80 | 96.6% |
| 16263 | 2023-02-13 14:51:10 | 80.83 | 98% |