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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8129 | 2024-01-16 05:20:48 | 120.69 | 98.7% |
1832 | 2020-12-16 16:11:57 | 101.03 | 99% |
1105 | 2020-12-08 02:38:30 | 106.27 | 98% |
981 | 2020-12-07 04:26:30 | 99.33 | 98% |