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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3602 | 2024-08-19 06:56:57 | 118.78 | 97.2% |
| 2189 | 2022-05-01 22:17:14 | 136.03 | 100% |
| 1205 | 2022-04-05 09:57:17 | 127.08 | 100% |