And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2585 | 2019-01-11 21:23:48 | 112.02 | 98% |
| 1746 | 2018-04-14 22:09:00 | 97.68 | 97% |
| 1577 | 2018-04-07 17:34:39 | 96.98 | 97% |