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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4898 | 2020-10-01 16:40:48 | 82.45 | 98% |
| 2632 | 2020-07-20 07:16:26 | 64.56 | 96% |
| 2069 | 2020-06-27 13:16:01 | 81.04 | 98% |
| 849 | 2019-12-09 15:23:03 | 64.90 | 96% |