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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 671 | 2021-04-17 03:26:54 | 98.29 | 98% |
| 295 | 2020-12-05 19:45:00 | 100.30 | 99% |