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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2511 | 2024-11-23 06:08:55 | 127.28 | 98% |
2412 | 2024-10-20 14:14:22 | 134.26 | 99.1% |
844 | 2021-02-10 04:21:46 | 90.88 | 96.4% |