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 |
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13055 | 2018-12-07 19:02:32 | 127.39 | 98% |
10417 | 2017-11-27 21:49:30 | 127.43 | 98% |
6660 | 2017-10-27 18:15:19 | 124.36 | 98% |