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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9798 | 2024-03-23 08:06:11 | 131.92 | 98.8% |
9797 | 2024-03-23 08:05:38 | 118.50 | 98.1% |
4059 | 2023-10-25 08:15:08 | 79.70 | 95% |