My spirit's made up of the ocean, and the sky, and the sun, and the moon, and all my eyes can see. I cannot go back to your land of gloom, where black jagged shadows remind me of the coming of your doom. I want my own land.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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15265 | 2021-06-14 11:09:31 | 78.06 | 97% |
14395 | 2021-05-01 04:20:01 | 97.03 | 99% |
11112 | 2020-07-25 21:24:18 | 76.42 | 98% |
10653 | 2020-07-16 10:30:51 | 78.27 | 99% |