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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 162 | 2025-07-29 15:29:22 | 65.34 | 97% |
| 45 | 2025-06-15 12:16:05 | 56.93 | 96% |