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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17112 | 2025-01-01 13:42:45 | 77.66 | 96.8% |
| 11631 | 2024-08-01 14:46:32 | 99.53 | 99.1% |
| 3506 | 2022-07-05 18:17:34 | 61.55 | 95% |