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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2969 | 2022-10-03 16:26:06 | 66.32 | 96% |
2897 | 2022-09-20 09:42:18 | 58.30 | 97% |
2136 | 2021-09-25 08:23:25 | 82.98 | 99% |