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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 370 | 2022-02-26 13:28:28 | 56.70 | 95% |
| 176 | 2019-03-06 23:16:22 | 44.21 | 96% |