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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8027 | 2024-04-15 19:11:29 | 88.77 | 97.4% |
24 | 2021-01-14 12:29:23 | 47.04 | 94% |