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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8274 | 2024-08-05 03:14:16 | 86.14 | 98.3% |
6043 | 2022-06-01 05:06:16 | 87.24 | 97% |
1513 | 2021-11-22 20:51:37 | 78.90 | 98% |