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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11605 | 2025-04-11 13:51:25 | 128.62 | 98% |
11487 | 2025-04-09 11:23:17 | 100.12 | 94% |
10139 | 2022-01-27 17:47:23 | 106.39 | 95% |
8548 | 2020-06-18 19:45:04 | 110.47 | 95% |