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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3489 | 2023-01-13 09:53:50 | 89.50 | 99% |
2196 | 2021-03-15 14:31:44 | 74.03 | 95% |