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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1885 | 2022-01-13 17:31:30 | 64.45 | 96% |
| 956 | 2017-02-03 11:03:47 | 61.12 | 95% |