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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10103 | 2024-05-04 08:07:49 | 98.99 | 99.6% |
| 5216 | 2020-10-10 13:03:13 | 112.56 | 99% |
| 4230 | 2019-10-06 09:52:19 | 101.75 | 98% |