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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2935 | 2023-03-20 11:58:10 | 68.40 | 97% |
1282 | 2022-06-29 14:04:41 | 74.14 | 98% |