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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 320 | 2024-02-17 02:43:00 | 73.55 | 95% |
| 127 | 2016-09-21 03:02:53 | 74.18 | 93% |