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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7995 | 2020-10-10 16:16:10 | 75.90 | 94% |
| 7961 | 2020-10-02 17:27:46 | 95.43 | 96% |
| 4779 | 2020-06-30 16:05:51 | 67.90 | 94% |