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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9364 | 2018-07-12 11:20:15 | 74.71 | 96% |
| 6927 | 2018-05-27 21:53:58 | 67.03 | 97% |
| 2804 | 2018-01-26 22:03:57 | 71.61 | 99% |
| 2589 | 2018-01-26 10:28:35 | 73.11 | 99% |
| 1396 | 2018-01-14 13:55:27 | 75.53 | 98% |