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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 974 | 2021-03-09 19:09:24 | 75.26 | 97% |
| 911 | 2021-02-25 15:54:34 | 82.07 | 97.2% |