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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 82 | 2021-08-12 11:53:26 | 70.47 | 95% |
| 77 | 2021-08-12 11:44:38 | 83.33 | 98% |