Title : Optionnel

Text : Some might say we're released, pushing daisies, deceased. But we all know the worms must be fed. There's just one lingering fear. Oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head? Oh no soul, and no name and no story, what a shame. Cruel existence was only a sham? Oh Saint Peter, let me in! You must know where I've been. Won't you tell me at last who I am? Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

Save test : Utilisez cette option si vous souhaitez partager ce test de dactylographie (uniquement pour les utilisateurs authentifiés).