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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6257 | 2021-07-05 12:56:57 | 91.18 | 98% |
3073 | 2020-12-31 22:38:53 | 64.96 | 94% |
2666 | 2020-12-27 15:25:20 | 69.10 | 95% |
1949 | 2020-10-16 19:14:29 | 72.42 | 97% |