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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2025-05-06 11:50:22 | 46.71 | 96% |
| 53 | 2025-05-04 11:52:37 | 38.00 | 94.6% |