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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1669 | 2023-03-10 17:12:56 | 72.66 | 97% |
| 1624 | 2022-10-13 06:21:21 | 64.76 | 95% |