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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5519 | 2021-11-20 09:55:32 | 75.78 | 96% |
| 5253 | 2021-11-12 04:59:13 | 68.84 | 96% |
| 2853 | 2021-09-21 20:24:10 | 61.23 | 95% |