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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4425 | 2024-11-05 12:42:33 | 85.00 | 98% |
| 33 | 2023-07-28 15:32:24 | 79.36 | 97.9% |