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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2407 | 2021-08-23 15:01:50 | 70.43 | 97% |
1188 | 2021-05-21 12:45:34 | 56.10 | 94% |
1049 | 2021-05-19 08:20:35 | 56.77 | 95% |
427 | 2021-04-26 14:12:27 | 47.64 | 95% |