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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 209 | 2025-04-17 23:11:25 | 81.67 | 97.8% |
| 207 | 2025-04-17 23:02:17 | 63.75 | 96.9% |
| 200 | 2024-07-25 17:17:53 | 82.34 | 98.5% |