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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1935 | 2021-09-21 14:16:45 | 99.75 | 98% |
| 277 | 2021-01-09 18:24:49 | 95.93 | 99% |