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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 135 | 2025-05-21 13:45:26 | 40.87 | 95.9% |
| 79 | 2025-05-19 11:34:37 | 40.74 | 93.7% |
| 16 | 2025-05-15 12:19:34 | 44.20 | 95.7% |