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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5022 | 2021-10-25 14:32:52 | 57.30 | 97% |
| 2968 | 2021-03-22 07:36:35 | 52.73 | 96% |
| 2171 | 2020-11-26 22:07:30 | 47.44 | 96% |
| 356 | 2020-09-19 18:14:51 | 45.88 | 95% |
| 135 | 2020-09-07 15:14:55 | 41.83 | 96% |