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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4140 | 2019-03-11 08:26:18 | 119.75 | 98% |
| 2281 | 2018-05-08 18:18:00 | 118.12 | 97% |