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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6153 | 2023-11-04 18:24:46 | 136.77 | 98.7% |
3667 | 2021-03-28 01:38:04 | 111.59 | 97% |
1373 | 2019-09-20 01:20:06 | 102.41 | 97% |