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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2617 | 2021-12-07 14:55:35 | 97.93 | 98% |
| 894 | 2021-03-03 03:19:28 | 57.40 | 95% |
| 349 | 2021-02-18 11:53:46 | 47.97 | 95.4% |