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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1298 | 2022-11-04 06:09:01 | 81.91 | 98% |
| 820 | 2022-06-25 08:20:02 | 67.55 | 97% |
| 354 | 2022-04-28 10:53:57 | 57.50 | 93% |