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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3352 | 2022-08-30 15:07:44 | 112.65 | 97% |
| 919 | 2021-06-14 11:09:26 | 90.74 | 96% |