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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2775 | 2021-04-11 04:11:35 | 40.31 | 96% |
| 2509 | 2021-03-30 05:23:54 | 43.59 | 97% |
| 1861 | 2021-03-15 07:21:43 | 44.33 | 98% |