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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 452 | 2025-11-01 05:29:24 | 42.64 | 96% |
| 354 | 2025-03-14 14:16:41 | 41.81 | 97% |