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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 539 | 2025-06-23 14:34:17 | 48.39 | 96% |
| 304 | 2024-09-20 09:41:24 | 37.25 | 95.3% |