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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2571 | 2022-05-05 08:20:12 | 116.71 | 98% |
| 1163 | 2021-11-30 17:43:07 | 108.05 | 97% |
| 610 | 2021-07-05 19:40:03 | 108.84 | 98% |