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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 151 | 2025-03-29 17:25:39 | 45.15 | 97% |
| 68 | 2025-03-12 16:41:50 | 40.25 | 96% |