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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2089 | 2020-11-11 08:16:27 | 60.91 | 96% |
| 2034 | 2020-11-11 02:22:39 | 67.45 | 97% |