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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3743 | 2023-10-19 17:37:11 | 97.38 | 99.6% |
3673 | 2023-08-06 19:51:58 | 85.44 | 98% |