And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 194 | 2018-12-15 04:13:07 | 95.25 | 98% |
| 123 | 2018-10-19 23:10:06 | 96.60 | 98% |
| 118 | 2018-10-17 21:17:36 | 85.04 | 96% |