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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4776 | 2021-04-14 15:17:46 | 86.44 | 97% |
| 3150 | 2021-01-18 17:33:06 | 71.37 | 95% |