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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1836 | 2021-09-19 19:39:21 | 76.59 | 97% |
| 1733 | 2021-09-13 21:05:00 | 79.99 | 97% |