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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1746 | 2023-02-06 01:43:57 | 115.51 | 99% |
1304 | 2021-09-12 23:37:52 | 115.81 | 99% |
1184 | 2021-07-02 01:37:14 | 114.12 | 99% |
1007 | 2020-12-22 23:49:54 | 109.01 | 99% |