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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1367 | 2021-02-08 06:53:56 | 89.09 | 99% |
| 861 | 2021-01-16 14:08:42 | 71.63 | 98% |