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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2301 | 2020-09-18 08:37:13 | 43.39 | 94% |
| 1775 | 2018-10-27 06:18:57 | 46.82 | 94% |