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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3048 | 2019-11-03 16:05:09 | 92.00 | 98% |
| 245 | 2018-12-14 06:03:59 | 71.22 | 97% |