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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 509 | 2025-04-28 07:00:02 | 59.04 | 96.7% |
| 105 | 2024-10-05 13:33:21 | 56.19 | 96.4% |
| 27 | 2024-09-25 13:40:16 | 56.19 | 97.1% |