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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3374 | 2024-01-20 09:58:23 | 92.70 | 100% |
| 1985 | 2023-02-12 20:54:48 | 89.14 | 99% |