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 | 2025-04-03 03:22:52 | 37.06 | 95% |
| 45 | 2025-03-26 03:38:22 | 35.10 | 97% |