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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2422 | 2019-12-09 03:43:01 | 39.75 | 96% |
993 | 2019-10-20 00:39:07 | 39.39 | 96% |
12 | 2019-10-01 01:01:09 | 30.26 | 95% |