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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 233 | 2022-03-25 16:20:50 | 54.61 | 93% |
| 59 | 2021-12-18 04:11:03 | 32.89 | 89% |