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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14357 | 2025-07-05 17:16:25 | 120.73 | 96% |
| 8593 | 2022-07-03 22:51:40 | 129.04 | 98% |
| 4618 | 2022-01-20 23:57:51 | 109.08 | 99% |