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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 47981 | 2021-11-24 21:02:39 | 101.54 | 96% |
| 16931 | 2020-06-20 03:04:04 | 76.00 | 94% |
| 6133 | 2020-02-23 01:45:11 | 101.31 | 98% |
| 1520 | 2019-12-08 21:39:55 | 90.12 | 98% |