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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 528 | 2021-09-21 16:51:35 | 93.28 | 97% |
| 60 | 2021-04-21 00:26:00 | 92.70 | 98% |