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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 671 | 2025-05-12 13:47:45 | 61.16 | 98% |
| 423 | 2024-10-11 09:53:39 | 50.02 | 94.9% |
| 277 | 2024-09-30 14:44:21 | 58.09 | 97% |