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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548 | 2023-11-17 09:36:18 | 107.62 | 97.9% |
89 | 2022-09-09 01:28:36 | 60.10 | 94% |