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 |
---|---|---|---|
5461 | 2021-08-03 13:07:45 | 76.42 | 97% |
5085 | 2021-07-28 19:36:36 | 75.67 | 95% |
3207 | 2021-06-07 23:52:13 | 68.88 | 97% |
483 | 2020-12-23 23:48:36 | 37.28 | 92% |