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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2687 | 2023-09-29 20:02:56 | 66.26 | 94.4% |
| 1873 | 2023-02-22 11:32:23 | 58.34 | 96% |