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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 96 | 2024-01-02 21:24:57 | 32.16 | 92.2% |
| 86 | 2024-01-02 21:08:30 | 34.26 | 94.1% |