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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3865 | 2022-09-20 23:53:04 | 66.31 | 94% |
| 2345 | 2021-04-06 15:53:30 | 58.71 | 94% |
| 1722 | 2021-01-25 14:53:59 | 49.50 | 96% |
| 984 | 2020-11-17 19:42:13 | 44.32 | 95% |