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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5655 | 2021-08-14 11:53:29 | 77.25 | 96% |
| 529 | 2020-03-29 13:25:56 | 41.45 | 94% |