Clouds begin to tear; sky is bleeding hair. God is weeping tears; you are full of fears. Vehement lightning quake; head begins to ache. Lord has thunder snake; Balrog he will break. And thus, revenge was fruitless, for one who had been turned, and we are reminded who lords over this altered world.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 896 | 2020-09-26 18:00:38 | 69.12 | 96% |
| 69 | 2020-08-20 02:57:44 | 60.31 | 94% |