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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3934 | 2023-06-03 17:11:53 | 211.99 | 100% |
3082 | 2023-05-22 07:31:38 | 161.54 | 98% |
176 | 2021-03-25 14:12:54 | 164.81 | 97% |