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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2346 | 2021-05-15 07:45:46 | 68.44 | 96% |
| 1233 | 2021-04-21 15:08:48 | 67.07 | 98% |
| 1056 | 2021-03-20 02:20:14 | 72.17 | 98% |