Clouds begin to tear; sky is bleeding hair. God is weeping tears; you are full of fears. Vehement lightning quake; head begins to ache. Lord has thunder snake; Balrog he will break. And thus, revenge was fruitless, for one who had been turned, and we are reminded who lords over this altered world.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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43528 | 2020-11-17 07:48:22 | 86.87 | 97% |
40517 | 2020-10-10 16:18:27 | 74.28 | 98% |
28401 | 2020-02-24 08:32:08 | 83.55 | 97% |