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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 453 | 2025-05-25 12:45:11 | 56.15 | 93.8% |
| 1 | 2025-05-14 00:34:43 | 50.73 | 91.6% |