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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 782 | 2025-04-19 20:51:12 | 60.41 | 94.8% |
| 161 | 2025-03-08 22:23:53 | 58.43 | 95.7% |
| 129 | 2025-03-08 19:08:18 | 58.72 | 96.2% |