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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 547 | 2021-02-13 16:12:27 | 74.98 | 96.6% |
| 93 | 2020-11-22 16:28:39 | 58.54 | 95% |