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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4885 | 2021-10-25 11:41:41 | 89.34 | 98% |
| 2339 | 2021-03-02 22:34:59 | 94.28 | 99% |