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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936 | 2023-02-22 22:55:53 | 82.79 | 96% |
556 | 2022-10-28 05:26:05 | 79.94 | 97% |
356 | 2022-10-25 16:55:38 | 78.58 | 96% |
289 | 2022-10-23 02:31:18 | 78.09 | 96% |