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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24809 | 2021-07-04 01:58:01 | 118.42 | 98% |
18319 | 2021-01-17 07:04:51 | 105.19 | 98% |
16689 | 2020-12-23 08:09:43 | 112.81 | 98% |
10480 | 2020-05-18 07:02:13 | 113.41 | 98% |