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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 71 | 2024-01-28 14:55:08 | 47.55 | 96% |
| 59 | 2024-01-28 14:35:00 | 48.64 | 95.7% |