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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 34 | 2025-06-06 15:12:13 | 87.55 | 97% |
| 25 | 2025-06-03 17:05:19 | 85.05 | 98% |