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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4025 | 2024-11-18 12:10:12 | 84.91 | 98% |
| 2974 | 2021-04-22 15:06:33 | 99.42 | 99% |
| 1720 | 2021-02-20 11:10:18 | 80.14 | 97.5% |