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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1840 | 2025-01-04 21:06:54 | 97.04 | 99.2% |
| 480 | 2023-11-13 12:50:15 | 96.67 | 97.8% |