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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10189 | 2023-01-01 00:14:38 | 138.17 | 99% |
6640 | 2022-09-16 03:36:37 | 109.19 | 97% |
6602 | 2022-09-15 06:05:28 | 113.09 | 98% |
6388 | 2022-09-13 04:27:25 | 114.53 | 97% |
4562 | 2022-08-29 11:31:07 | 130.12 | 99% |