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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 298 | 2025-02-28 07:51:38 | 37.81 | 95% |
| 217 | 2025-02-26 09:57:50 | 33.38 | 95% |