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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 107 | 2024-10-09 11:10:38 | 31.91 | 92.2% |
| 100 | 2024-10-07 10:55:36 | 31.99 | 91.2% |