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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1504 | 2021-12-10 22:24:58 | 94.76 | 97% |
| 1416 | 2021-04-25 05:41:35 | 70.78 | 96% |