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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 77 | 2020-11-18 08:06:17 | 46.43 | 93% |
| 7 | 2020-11-16 14:18:22 | 48.85 | 95% |