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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2781 | 2023-04-02 02:27:01 | 95.75 | 98% |
| 1662 | 2023-02-16 18:21:18 | 92.27 | 98% |
| 1350 | 2023-02-05 19:42:10 | 88.70 | 98% |