Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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23965 | 2022-05-16 11:53:34 | 89.86 | 98% |
23685 | 2022-04-18 14:44:11 | 76.63 | 97% |
22498 | 2021-12-27 12:58:52 | 83.36 | 99% |
22277 | 2021-12-12 22:23:46 | 80.68 | 97% |