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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 824 | 2021-03-17 05:34:23 | 58.53 | 96% |
| 209 | 2021-02-11 18:41:54 | 44.74 | 97% |