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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4935 | 2021-10-29 04:48:00 | 91.36 | 95% |
| 2576 | 2021-05-27 19:23:15 | 115.19 | 98% |