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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6687 | 2022-07-05 18:17:28 | 70.45 | 96% |
| 3658 | 2021-09-22 20:20:58 | 56.30 | 96% |
| 2282 | 2021-04-16 13:49:24 | 55.52 | 98% |