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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2554 | 2023-09-23 14:28:25 | 81.14 | 94.4% |
| 315 | 2022-04-26 08:32:23 | 68.61 | 95% |