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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1532 | 2021-08-15 07:57:17 | 53.24 | 93% |
| 1324 | 2021-07-17 08:56:48 | 51.88 | 95% |
| 1081 | 2021-06-15 08:59:32 | 48.77 | 92% |