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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1528 | 2023-02-14 07:56:57 | 95.35 | 97% |
| 1397 | 2022-07-16 16:58:54 | 105.02 | 98% |