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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 317 | 2022-06-24 07:08:04 | 100.48 | 97% |
| 33 | 2022-01-17 08:21:25 | 107.23 | 97% |