Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1229 | 2020-12-27 08:59:28 | 81.51 | 96% |
| 906 | 2020-12-23 18:49:14 | 101.84 | 97% |