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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 256 | 2025-03-24 03:20:20 | 74.56 | 95.3% |
| 119 | 2025-03-22 07:53:12 | 83.02 | 96.4% |
| 26 | 2025-03-21 13:22:29 | 68.02 | 94.5% |