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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5627 | 2021-11-24 08:05:21 | 74.05 | 96% |
| 5091 | 2021-10-04 22:38:10 | 84.28 | 100% |
| 3620 | 2021-05-23 12:17:06 | 60.82 | 96% |
| 2967 | 2021-04-24 04:21:31 | 69.48 | 98% |
| 1839 | 2021-02-19 23:56:05 | 64.31 | 97.2% |