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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2051 | 2025-06-14 08:55:55 | 93.61 | 98% |
| 2021 | 2024-04-02 12:49:16 | 99.37 | 99.2% |