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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 553 | 2025-07-26 16:42:24 | 57.69 | 96% |
| 104 | 2025-04-24 12:33:34 | 56.82 | 97.3% |