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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11590 | 2022-05-29 17:45:38 | 90.25 | 94% |
11060 | 2020-04-26 09:39:11 | 87.07 | 97% |