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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 84 | 2025-04-30 12:38:33 | 31.36 | 96.3% |
| 40 | 2025-04-28 17:14:48 | 26.75 | 94.9% |