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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1945 | 2025-02-13 00:50:07 | 87.67 | 99.2% |
| 1787 | 2023-08-02 19:52:28 | 82.65 | 97.1% |