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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4697 | 2022-08-01 16:32:50 | 74.12 | 96% |
| 1404 | 2022-04-08 14:51:48 | 67.89 | 96% |