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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3169 | 2021-10-10 15:28:37 | 97.13 | 96% |
| 2619 | 2021-05-19 07:06:44 | 87.48 | 97% |