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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1015 | 2017-11-05 20:51:43 | 77.73 | 98% |
| 220 | 2017-10-20 19:44:47 | 66.58 | 98% |