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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 683 | 2023-07-10 08:31:17 | 72.57 | 97.9% |
| 415 | 2021-03-09 22:19:03 | 67.00 | 98% |