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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 649 | 2022-09-23 11:16:06 | 73.00 | 97% |
| 627 | 2022-09-23 09:32:23 | 77.92 | 98% |
| 499 | 2022-09-12 10:52:27 | 80.08 | 99% |