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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1007 | 2022-03-01 14:23:31 | 50.26 | 95% |
| 346 | 2022-02-15 12:57:06 | 45.84 | 93% |
| 345 | 2022-02-15 12:55:52 | 45.34 | 93% |