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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8102 | 2023-10-09 10:38:44 | 65.72 | 96.6% |
6677 | 2023-09-19 14:40:20 | 56.94 | 95% |
3347 | 2023-08-08 14:03:24 | 57.01 | 96% |
3289 | 2023-08-06 15:37:24 | 58.25 | 95% |