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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 89 | 2025-03-09 12:08:49 | 42.43 | 95.6% |
| 56 | 2025-03-05 14:39:42 | 39.16 | 94.4% |