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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2664 | 2025-03-21 15:52:08 | 88.38 | 96% |
| 2598 | 2024-12-05 19:30:51 | 81.22 | 96.1% |