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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 55 | 2024-11-17 17:55:13 | 35.11 | 91% |
| 5 | 2024-11-06 16:09:54 | 46.69 | 93.3% |