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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 772 | 2024-09-28 08:48:37 | 121.31 | 98.7% |
| 546 | 2023-10-26 15:22:35 | 105.85 | 97.6% |