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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3233 | 2022-12-31 17:24:06 | 50.02 | 93% |
| 950 | 2022-06-03 22:59:51 | 44.45 | 94% |