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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11781 | 2022-07-04 03:29:14 | 86.22 | 98% |
| 9723 | 2020-11-24 09:27:00 | 83.36 | 99% |