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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11318 | 2024-05-30 06:26:54 | 83.61 | 96.9% |
| 8027 | 2021-02-04 15:54:42 | 79.11 | 99% |
| 5507 | 2020-07-12 13:28:36 | 87.56 | 99% |