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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1178 | 2021-05-07 04:58:43 | 94.97 | 98% |
| 1162 | 2021-05-07 04:41:40 | 85.24 | 97% |