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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2012 | 2022-11-10 06:22:19 | 52.32 | 94% |
1818 | 2022-10-30 06:57:54 | 53.10 | 95% |
374 | 2022-06-29 08:32:27 | 47.07 | 98% |