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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3546 | 2023-10-23 10:23:57 | 80.52 | 96.4% |
3297 | 2023-10-16 08:02:04 | 86.22 | 97.9% |
1307 | 2022-10-13 13:47:35 | 67.89 | 98% |