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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2298 | 2023-10-04 12:42:00 | 105.80 | 99.6% |
| 1026 | 2022-09-26 16:00:43 | 113.57 | 99% |