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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1108 | 2021-06-09 03:11:43 | 71.18 | 98% |
| 362 | 2021-03-25 19:08:17 | 55.34 | 97% |
| 294 | 2021-03-22 18:52:51 | 49.76 | 96% |