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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3089 | 2020-05-07 12:49:47 | 98.10 | 97% |
| 1260 | 2019-10-25 15:14:34 | 83.90 | 98% |