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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7617 | 2021-10-07 11:54:18 | 89.79 | 98% |
6650 | 2021-05-10 12:58:12 | 69.73 | 96% |
6240 | 2021-04-25 15:15:53 | 78.51 | 96% |
1202 | 2020-12-08 17:43:38 | 59.18 | 92% |