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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2388 | 2021-03-24 19:46:22 | 71.01 | 96% |
| 1687 | 2021-03-15 16:31:59 | 66.81 | 96% |
| 795 | 2021-03-07 15:18:43 | 65.01 | 95% |