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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6223 | 2023-01-03 21:28:24 | 91.75 | 97% |
| 5874 | 2022-06-11 09:08:40 | 63.99 | 97% |