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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 78 | 2025-01-04 16:45:03 | 40.37 | 97% |
| 62 | 2025-01-04 16:19:26 | 45.27 | 99.2% |