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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2021 | 2021-05-05 06:06:55 | 63.94 | 99% |
194 | 2020-12-23 16:03:18 | 32.56 | 94% |