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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 857 | 2015-06-28 02:43:16 | 113.03 | 96% |
| 580 | 2014-05-08 21:36:16 | 101.26 | 94% |
| 517 | 2014-04-07 01:21:37 | 109.49 | 98% |