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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 370 | 2019-02-03 17:22:18 | 96.44 | 97% |
| 43 | 2018-11-19 21:55:45 | 81.25 | 96% |