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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28626 | 2019-04-21 20:01:20 | 131.90 | 95% |
| 23391 | 2018-09-18 16:16:18 | 146.79 | 98% |
| 21865 | 2018-08-30 16:27:20 | 148.93 | 99% |