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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3371 | 2024-05-04 22:33:55 | 98.89 | 96.2% |
| 1655 | 2021-12-14 15:01:09 | 91.48 | 97% |