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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2105 | 2021-02-05 21:16:02 | 111.13 | 98% |
1174 | 2020-12-26 21:51:24 | 89.08 | 95% |
755 | 2020-12-22 14:19:11 | 114.64 | 98% |
499 | 2020-12-20 01:30:02 | 86.20 | 97% |