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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 961 | 2021-08-31 03:27:10 | 94.06 | 99% |
| 957 | 2021-08-31 03:22:54 | 89.89 | 98% |