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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986 | 2023-07-20 15:26:43 | 92.31 | 98% |
849 | 2023-01-27 13:27:58 | 96.07 | 98% |