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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 237 | 2023-07-26 15:29:14 | 85.00 | 97.4% |
| 141 | 2022-11-12 06:22:55 | 89.65 | 99% |