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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 580 | 2024-08-27 22:09:57 | 125.81 | 98.7% |
| 201 | 2023-12-04 14:16:21 | 116.44 | 98.7% |