Clouds begin to tear; sky is bleeding hair. God is weeping tears; you are full of fears. Vehement lightning quake; head begins to ache. Lord has thunder snake; Balrog he will break. And thus, revenge was fruitless, for one who had been turned, and we are reminded who lords over this altered world.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1786 | 2020-11-10 18:50:25 | 120.57 | 98% |
1038 | 2020-07-07 20:41:37 | 119.05 | 97% |