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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15600 | 2020-06-19 00:54:10 | 171.50 | 99% |
15426 | 2020-06-08 10:29:41 | 153.50 | 97% |