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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5684 | 2024-12-17 07:05:03 | 85.46 | 98% |
1997 | 2023-03-15 05:01:53 | 88.69 | 99% |
901 | 2022-10-10 03:47:05 | 83.70 | 99% |