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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2291 | 2021-08-23 09:30:25 | 59.65 | 95% |
| 1113 | 2021-05-16 11:27:40 | 42.21 | 92% |