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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 326 | 2025-07-10 13:28:30 | 54.31 | 97% |
| 143 | 2025-05-20 18:54:08 | 40.19 | 98% |