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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6519 | 2021-01-03 10:49:11 | 94.74 | 96% |
| 26 | 2019-09-21 20:21:39 | 84.13 | 97% |