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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3720 | 2023-06-24 18:54:38 | 69.58 | 97.3% |
| 2420 | 2022-07-25 08:03:28 | 58.61 | 97% |
| 629 | 2021-11-24 18:05:50 | 51.15 | 96% |