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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1884 | 2024-02-29 20:14:07 | 114.64 | 98.1% |
| 109 | 2013-02-05 18:42:28 | 57.23 | 95% |