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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 207 | 2023-12-06 02:11:49 | 39.73 | 97.1% |
| 204 | 2023-12-06 02:07:29 | 37.77 | 97.3% |