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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5226 | 2022-05-31 16:59:25 | 56.58 | 96% |
| 2737 | 2022-03-27 08:23:52 | 48.71 | 93% |
| 2030 | 2022-03-21 11:05:04 | 51.78 | 94% |