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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2067 | 2021-07-27 02:12:05 | 76.63 | 98% |
1488 | 2021-05-18 01:59:46 | 77.25 | 99% |
844 | 2021-02-03 02:33:13 | 72.97 | 97.9% |