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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2008 | 2024-05-06 13:21:52 | 91.51 | 95% |
| 1516 | 2024-01-25 09:57:36 | 87.06 | 95.7% |