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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 142 | 2025-06-04 13:23:23 | 66.05 | 96% |
| 20 | 2021-12-24 14:07:38 | 54.84 | 95% |