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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1898 | 2022-05-20 11:13:52 | 70.02 | 96% |
| 100 | 2021-01-08 19:44:41 | 53.63 | 95% |