There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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753 | 2018-12-05 10:12:38 | 66.35 | 97% |