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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 166 | 2025-04-26 12:20:53 | 55.13 | 95.7% |
| 92 | 2024-10-10 01:52:03 | 57.28 | 97.1% |