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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6415 | 2024-01-10 10:30:00 | 114.32 | 100% |
4350 | 2023-04-28 11:57:05 | 116.17 | 100% |
3950 | 2023-03-27 08:14:13 | 103.83 | 98% |