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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3240 | 2021-05-07 09:03:31 | 71.09 | 99% |
| 1597 | 2021-02-14 01:00:29 | 59.13 | 96.1% |