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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2198 | 2021-02-01 19:42:39 | 83.24 | 94% |
| 733 | 2020-06-25 20:52:45 | 106.81 | 97% |
| 729 | 2020-06-25 20:26:56 | 99.30 | 97% |