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 |
---|---|---|---|
6793 | 2021-09-05 06:03:11 | 93.66 | 97% |
6653 | 2021-08-27 22:32:59 | 108.51 | 99% |
5824 | 2021-02-10 04:01:39 | 102.32 | 98.8% |
5770 | 2021-02-10 02:07:48 | 113.40 | 99.6% |