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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 493 | 2021-03-23 10:01:51 | 71.40 | 99% |
| 256 | 2021-02-24 07:01:25 | 61.01 | 97.1% |