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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4536 | 2021-03-11 07:16:08 | 66.45 | 96% |
| 4435 | 2021-03-07 14:32:20 | 60.36 | 93% |