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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1044 | 2024-09-23 19:15:08 | 87.68 | 99.1% |
| 808 | 2021-01-12 19:20:21 | 102.89 | 100% |