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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7463 | 2023-09-22 00:04:03 | 99.78 | 98.3% |
7312 | 2020-11-26 21:24:02 | 94.32 | 98% |