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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2950 | 2021-10-11 02:51:26 | 68.86 | 95% |
| 1667 | 2020-12-23 03:09:17 | 90.43 | 98% |