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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12770 | 2021-10-29 16:31:24 | 101.30 | 96% |
9004 | 2020-05-05 16:49:08 | 98.25 | 96% |
6524 | 2019-12-09 14:28:22 | 94.86 | 97% |