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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10405 | 2022-05-12 18:45:33 | 57.77 | 96% |
| 7665 | 2022-02-15 15:56:14 | 78.58 | 96% |
| 1726 | 2021-10-30 17:58:08 | 74.14 | 95% |
| 1027 | 2021-10-18 16:12:06 | 78.01 | 97% |