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 |
---|---|---|---|
8309 | 2021-11-24 20:31:19 | 51.33 | 97% |
6910 | 2021-10-22 15:50:04 | 36.89 | 93% |
1960 | 2021-02-26 20:14:42 | 39.32 | 95% |
840 | 2021-02-14 15:41:29 | 36.23 | 95.1% |