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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2383 | 2023-10-12 14:47:21 | 113.52 | 97.9% |
| 2286 | 2022-06-03 18:18:45 | 114.39 | 100% |