Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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3087 | 2023-10-20 05:22:54 | 119.88 | 99.2% |
2894 | 2023-10-18 06:08:27 | 102.62 | 97.5% |
1857 | 2023-10-13 19:28:22 | 100.21 | 96.2% |
1467 | 2023-10-11 01:06:47 | 111.11 | 98.6% |