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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27431 | 2023-10-20 03:56:26 | 83.09 | 100% |
26489 | 2020-12-23 13:38:04 | 80.97 | 100% |