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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1861 | 2022-06-30 14:54:40 | 99.76 | 98% |
| 1158 | 2016-02-06 20:48:27 | 94.49 | 98% |