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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4156 | 2022-07-06 16:11:17 | 70.23 | 96% |
| 3998 | 2022-07-01 20:12:23 | 65.21 | 95% |
| 1567 | 2022-03-09 19:12:25 | 66.67 | 96% |
| 685 | 2022-02-21 23:34:52 | 60.49 | 96% |