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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1740 | 2023-03-20 11:58:11 | 66.66 | 95% |
| 492 | 2022-10-23 15:55:02 | 66.25 | 98% |