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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3056 | 2024-02-01 22:34:18 | 89.61 | 97.9% |
| 1454 | 2023-08-08 01:27:23 | 90.86 | 98% |