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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1697 | 2021-07-14 23:43:23 | 116.27 | 98% |
| 70 | 2020-09-01 07:23:30 | 38.09 | 95% |