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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5725 | 2022-05-17 06:44:05 | 84.35 | 97% |
5039 | 2021-06-07 16:29:55 | 76.02 | 93% |
4402 | 2021-05-17 18:16:57 | 78.66 | 96% |
1716 | 2020-12-24 08:10:44 | 72.77 | 97% |