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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2320 | 2021-10-27 23:58:02 | 56.46 | 97% |
| 487 | 2021-05-18 04:56:46 | 34.11 | 93% |