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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 166 | 2024-10-20 07:50:21 | 31.32 | 95.3% |
| 140 | 2024-10-20 05:28:55 | 30.24 | 96.5% |