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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 34 | 2025-02-15 10:09:01 | 59.63 | 100% |
| 17 | 2025-02-15 09:41:14 | 49.76 | 97.4% |