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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5095 | 2023-08-05 11:23:23 | 71.97 | 96.3% |
| 3238 | 2023-01-21 19:42:11 | 82.11 | 98% |
| 999 | 2022-12-17 00:57:36 | 63.91 | 96% |