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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3729 | 2023-08-18 13:21:39 | 67.88 | 96% |
2895 | 2023-08-15 13:22:42 | 59.30 | 94.2% |
2121 | 2023-08-10 17:08:53 | 66.53 | 97.5% |