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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8355 | 2022-08-18 21:23:52 | 83.46 | 98% |
| 6304 | 2022-07-17 11:23:45 | 69.71 | 96% |
| 4785 | 2022-01-27 10:46:20 | 84.35 | 99% |