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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5329 | 2021-12-12 09:17:06 | 78.03 | 96% |
| 5316 | 2021-12-11 16:04:15 | 86.20 | 97% |
| 244 | 2021-07-29 06:15:16 | 23.39 | 93% |