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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4372 | 2021-03-31 20:16:03 | 105.84 | 97% |
2387 | 2020-07-08 17:59:34 | 106.21 | 99% |
2179 | 2020-02-07 20:07:46 | 109.14 | 97% |