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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62305 | 2020-05-11 13:22:04 | 79.35 | 99% |
| 61225 | 2020-02-29 07:29:34 | 75.37 | 98% |
| 59508 | 2019-12-10 15:45:32 | 73.54 | 97% |