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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1215 | 2023-06-01 12:29:02 | 96.60 | 97% |
1101 | 2023-04-29 10:20:05 | 93.29 | 97% |