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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4780 | 2021-04-17 05:58:47 | 98.70 | 97% |
| 3531 | 2021-03-17 12:37:38 | 81.99 | 94% |
| 1003 | 2020-09-01 19:33:37 | 69.68 | 96% |