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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2973 | 2021-10-18 03:54:24 | 65.35 | 97% |
| 810 | 2021-07-23 12:24:04 | 73.59 | 97% |