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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1911 | 2022-05-15 05:30:13 | 65.01 | 95% |
1780 | 2021-12-26 16:57:00 | 58.37 | 94% |
821 | 2020-09-02 13:20:59 | 49.57 | 94% |
239 | 2020-07-10 05:28:35 | 39.98 | 97% |