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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26285 | 2022-12-07 23:07:32 | 167.78 | 99% |
| 18341 | 2021-07-17 17:13:53 | 154.01 | 99% |
| 11738 | 2019-10-28 16:00:45 | 170.23 | 99% |