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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2289 | 2024-01-16 13:54:26 | 111.16 | 99.1% |
| 287 | 2021-11-30 08:06:07 | 98.52 | 98% |