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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1750 | 2022-10-27 13:22:56 | 154.94 | 98% |
| 1427 | 2022-04-22 02:58:20 | 162.32 | 99% |