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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1315 | 2019-12-02 10:07:50 | 72.13 | 97% |
| 405 | 2019-09-01 09:23:32 | 58.67 | 95% |