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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 415 | 2025-04-23 11:42:22 | 79.67 | 97.4% |
| 96 | 2025-02-05 10:12:15 | 75.32 | 97.4% |