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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 131 | 2023-07-24 19:15:24 | 27.76 | 89.7% |
| 90 | 2023-07-23 16:57:51 | 25.95 | 90.9% |