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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9414 | 2024-02-21 13:37:00 | 99.29 | 96.7% |
| 1199 | 2021-01-05 23:57:33 | 65.47 | 96% |