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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8237 | 2021-01-19 15:50:19 | 135.94 | 100% |
| 2044 | 2020-04-07 18:54:09 | 108.53 | 98% |