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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2963 | 2023-10-16 06:30:10 | 54.01 | 97.6% |
2235 | 2022-12-23 09:49:40 | 62.32 | 98% |