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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3923 | 2022-07-30 20:04:07 | 99.42 | 98% |
1331 | 2021-01-18 00:52:03 | 86.12 | 96% |
1199 | 2021-01-10 06:03:20 | 80.39 | 96% |