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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2773 | 2023-11-01 08:33:41 | 79.24 | 94.9% |
| 2171 | 2023-07-12 02:52:41 | 86.36 | 97.2% |