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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 211 | 2024-03-23 10:24:04 | 32.05 | 95.8% |
| 152 | 2024-03-22 09:22:06 | 33.79 | 95.6% |