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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 422 | 2017-01-07 16:06:58 | 61.60 | 88% |
| 127 | 2017-01-03 11:42:51 | 66.73 | 88% |