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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3788 | 2023-07-19 04:04:10 | 82.04 | 96.3% |
| 3235 | 2023-01-22 09:44:54 | 62.98 | 94% |
| 623 | 2021-03-03 12:13:03 | 58.14 | 96% |