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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 166 | 2025-06-14 16:17:47 | 95.01 | 97% |
| 66 | 2025-06-02 09:50:23 | 80.11 | 96% |