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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 86 | 2025-05-26 17:38:21 | 67.33 | 99% |
| 13 | 2025-05-21 18:00:40 | 61.04 | 97% |