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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 243 | 2021-09-02 00:09:29 | 62.17 | 96% |
| 187 | 2021-08-22 04:54:58 | 61.21 | 98% |