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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2794 | 2025-04-24 15:05:49 | 113.88 | 98% |
| 2311 | 2024-08-19 09:17:50 | 85.38 | 96.9% |