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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21238 | 2022-10-01 16:43:54 | 138.48 | 98% |
20637 | 2019-10-12 12:10:55 | 130.19 | 97% |
20630 | 2019-10-12 12:03:48 | 123.82 | 97% |