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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 610 | 2021-04-05 17:58:28 | 53.08 | 98% |
| 163 | 2020-12-21 04:56:31 | 51.08 | 95% |