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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966 | 2021-12-18 14:31:58 | 56.68 | 96% |
545 | 2021-05-21 19:46:35 | 52.11 | 94% |
89 | 2020-12-22 12:44:48 | 39.65 | 93% |