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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4751 | 2023-04-25 13:46:50 | 79.30 | 96% |
| 4609 | 2023-04-24 04:42:10 | 84.77 | 97% |