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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8530 | 2022-03-19 16:46:38 | 94.79 | 98% |
6415 | 2021-10-28 06:42:28 | 68.30 | 96% |
2068 | 2020-11-03 12:34:33 | 80.71 | 98% |