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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44787 | 2020-11-20 17:20:05 | 139.98 | 99% |
38469 | 2020-08-29 17:17:53 | 133.19 | 98% |