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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 482 | 2025-07-26 11:08:53 | 99.16 | 97% |
| 95 | 2024-06-14 13:15:53 | 99.85 | 98.8% |