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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175 | 2025-05-29 19:36:04 | 33.44 | 92% |
| 38 | 2025-05-16 13:17:13 | 32.47 | 92% |