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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1538 | 2022-01-28 06:52:38 | 58.48 | 96% |
| 242 | 2021-12-04 12:59:33 | 43.31 | 95% |