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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2021-12-27 05:49:30 | 58.86 | 96% |
| 67 | 2021-10-24 00:50:03 | 52.78 | 96% |