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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7623 | 2020-05-25 23:43:56 | 109.39 | 99% |
| 6685 | 2020-04-29 23:07:35 | 90.80 | 96% |
| 3865 | 2020-04-01 00:48:02 | 76.19 | 96% |