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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1528 | 2025-10-16 07:49:36 | 93.45 | 98% |
| 1430 | 2025-08-22 15:37:45 | 97.42 | 99% |