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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 656 | 2020-08-22 05:55:27 | 75.96 | 97% |
| 302 | 2020-08-01 00:34:41 | 71.21 | 96% |