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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2360 | 2022-05-02 21:48:46 | 109.23 | 97% |
1447 | 2021-05-02 04:10:58 | 90.37 | 96% |
769 | 2021-01-14 04:42:37 | 110.53 | 99% |