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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6138 | 2023-08-18 06:04:15 | 86.09 | 97.5% |
4045 | 2022-09-28 14:09:30 | 93.19 | 98% |
3063 | 2022-06-26 06:31:19 | 81.11 | 98% |