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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2041 | 2023-09-07 20:51:32 | 88.10 | 96% |
359 | 2022-06-28 14:55:19 | 83.22 | 96% |