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 |
---|---|---|---|
6512 | 2022-09-23 06:31:04 | 96.04 | 99% |
3997 | 2021-12-13 04:24:55 | 79.42 | 98% |