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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1929 | 2021-11-06 17:50:49 | 70.78 | 97% |
| 1108 | 2021-08-25 19:15:27 | 73.54 | 96% |
| 1037 | 2021-08-15 08:25:40 | 71.72 | 96% |
| 608 | 2021-07-10 16:22:32 | 73.22 | 96% |
| 412 | 2021-06-23 20:27:48 | 63.40 | 96% |
| 296 | 2021-06-14 14:43:35 | 79.59 | 98% |
| 197 | 2021-06-09 05:55:17 | 78.49 | 99% |