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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62 | 2025-05-30 07:03:26 | 39.34 | 96% |
| 39 | 2025-04-05 12:15:04 | 38.23 | 97% |