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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7720 | 2021-08-04 03:13:05 | 82.66 | 95% |
2912 | 2021-01-22 17:24:27 | 84.21 | 99% |
1420 | 2020-11-23 23:41:26 | 69.92 | 97% |
1302 | 2020-11-20 00:03:47 | 75.57 | 98% |