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 |
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27987 | 2022-03-23 03:48:44 | 141.90 | 100% |
27746 | 2022-03-10 00:46:55 | 169.84 | 99% |
25476 | 2020-12-20 23:07:51 | 108.79 | 96% |