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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 774 | 2022-06-04 17:50:55 | 74.95 | 98% |
| 199 | 2021-10-21 19:12:14 | 68.09 | 97% |