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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14491 | 2023-09-29 16:00:42 | 95.27 | 99.6% |
| 14305 | 2023-09-25 08:44:17 | 101.80 | 98.3% |