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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41449 | 2021-10-24 02:01:36 | 136.88 | 98% |
41139 | 2021-10-07 22:00:51 | 146.45 | 99% |
36681 | 2019-09-06 21:35:24 | 127.96 | 98% |