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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2002 | 2022-06-15 12:56:02 | 71.65 | 95% |
| 1959 | 2022-06-13 16:56:42 | 76.68 | 97% |
| 1704 | 2022-05-17 07:00:16 | 64.60 | 96% |