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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2818 | 2022-08-10 04:01:34 | 95.85 | 98% |
2297 | 2022-01-03 05:36:17 | 101.89 | 100% |
2244 | 2021-01-16 09:47:52 | 94.62 | 98% |