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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11584 | 2022-04-18 23:03:29 | 124.81 | 99% |
9813 | 2020-05-18 14:14:35 | 130.66 | 100% |
8321 | 2020-05-01 23:01:41 | 118.85 | 99% |
7999 | 2020-04-26 03:05:36 | 99.69 | 98% |