Clouds begin to tear; sky is bleeding hair. God is weeping tears; you are full of fears. Vehement lightning quake; head begins to ache. Lord has thunder snake; Balrog he will break. And thus, revenge was fruitless, for one who had been turned, and we are reminded who lords over this altered world.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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12594 | 2020-05-16 16:38:19 | 135.32 | 98% |
10583 | 2020-04-10 15:22:36 | 122.27 | 97% |