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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2242 | 2023-01-18 17:03:46 | 81.57 | 95% |
| 1744 | 2021-09-29 08:04:47 | 93.88 | 98% |