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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5079 | 2021-02-26 09:11:17 | 103.43 | 97.2% |
| 5075 | 2021-02-26 09:05:41 | 97.11 | 97.1% |
| 2283 | 2020-03-25 15:00:49 | 74.75 | 95% |