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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2431 | 2021-06-19 09:01:05 | 73.47 | 97% |
| 2023 | 2021-05-18 04:48:53 | 77.18 | 98% |