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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17 | 2024-06-03 20:52:19 | 72.15 | 96.8% |
| 6 | 2021-04-19 09:01:53 | 46.14 | 96% |