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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3759 | 2021-07-31 05:08:43 | 106.05 | 98% |
| 3291 | 2021-04-27 01:47:56 | 104.92 | 99% |
| 3114 | 2021-04-05 21:09:33 | 104.12 | 98% |