And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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6403 | 2018-07-17 02:28:29 | 114.77 | 98% |
2247 | 2018-02-16 21:33:42 | 100.28 | 97% |
1361 | 2018-01-04 05:29:13 | 91.59 | 97% |