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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29751 | 2022-10-20 01:54:50 | 173.52 | 100% |
27965 | 2020-08-29 21:13:25 | 157.76 | 97% |
27260 | 2020-07-12 02:26:41 | 160.40 | 99% |