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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2097 | 2021-04-26 16:36:07 | 66.04 | 96% |
| 1401 | 2016-09-27 09:56:44 | 59.30 | 95% |