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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6639 | 2021-08-26 17:01:29 | 73.36 | 98% |
| 472 | 2019-12-13 13:45:47 | 59.48 | 96% |