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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14780 | 2025-05-09 15:54:32 | 80.47 | 98.3% |
| 4922 | 2024-12-17 07:05:12 | 67.08 | 96% |
| 134 | 2024-09-15 21:54:45 | 85.04 | 98.4% |