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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37474 | 2021-03-27 06:41:29 | 133.44 | 98% |
| 36794 | 2021-03-18 13:58:20 | 146.32 | 98% |
| 34007 | 2021-01-17 16:15:20 | 151.92 | 99% |