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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6285 | 2023-05-10 15:30:04 | 74.79 | 98% |
| 4005 | 2020-06-22 07:38:24 | 68.71 | 98% |
| 2519 | 2019-10-13 08:54:40 | 76.07 | 100% |