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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 144 | 2024-02-14 21:45:29 | 73.85 | 97% |
| 60 | 2024-02-02 12:20:11 | 69.27 | 96% |
| 12 | 2024-01-31 01:31:45 | 73.99 | 98.4% |