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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79160 | 2020-01-03 01:07:05 | 115.52 | 98% |
79159 | 2020-01-03 01:05:43 | 101.81 | 97% |