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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4985 | 2022-11-06 20:25:53 | 63.29 | 96% |
| 3877 | 2022-02-21 15:45:23 | 66.08 | 96% |
| 3745 | 2022-02-12 06:15:52 | 66.49 | 95% |