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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3611 | 2021-07-22 05:42:39 | 78.76 | 98% |
| 1224 | 2020-08-18 16:23:28 | 57.93 | 95% |