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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 190 | 2020-12-22 11:24:16 | 40.08 | 98% |
| 93 | 2020-12-14 04:52:23 | 40.33 | 96% |