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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2320 | 2023-05-19 23:31:10 | 104.53 | 100% |
1133 | 2019-09-27 22:36:58 | 98.05 | 99% |