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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5001 | 2020-11-03 18:40:24 | 53.18 | 94% |
1716 | 2020-09-25 20:09:20 | 52.20 | 95% |