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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329 | 2023-01-19 22:28:34 | 102.02 | 97% |
194 | 2022-11-30 03:12:29 | 115.32 | 97% |