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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 435 | 2025-02-09 03:31:36 | 46.78 | 95% |
| 283 | 2024-05-23 17:56:33 | 34.78 | 91.8% |
| 129 | 2024-04-24 00:00:16 | 30.75 | 94.7% |