Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, by the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, 'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore - tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore.'
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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23332 | 2024-03-03 09:31:38 | 71.85 | 97.4% |
22596 | 2023-08-11 19:00:24 | 53.33 | 97% |
21418 | 2022-09-14 09:00:57 | 56.07 | 96% |
19467 | 2022-05-24 11:20:49 | 52.28 | 96% |
16783 | 2022-01-22 22:46:51 | 65.57 | 97% |