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 |
---|---|---|---|
2095 | 2022-11-06 16:26:09 | 77.93 | 97% |
1154 | 2022-01-15 05:26:28 | 81.87 | 97% |
488 | 2020-07-20 02:51:34 | 47.54 | 93% |
329 | 2020-07-14 18:00:11 | 50.92 | 95% |