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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1736 | 2023-05-10 20:07:37 | 125.28 | 100% |
1336 | 2023-04-21 17:12:02 | 110.59 | 97% |
850 | 2023-03-09 13:55:01 | 121.34 | 99% |
802 | 2023-03-01 18:44:57 | 123.46 | 99% |