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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4221 | 2021-05-15 06:48:51 | 60.75 | 96% |
| 2534 | 2020-09-15 12:31:37 | 48.38 | 96% |
| 311 | 2020-06-25 06:03:12 | 38.70 | 95% |