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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 533 | 2025-11-21 01:29:02 | 52.58 | 95% |
| 135 | 2024-10-30 00:57:54 | 44.14 | 92.8% |
| 133 | 2024-10-30 00:55:17 | 47.08 | 94.5% |