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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2415 | 2017-10-09 20:47:17 | 59.79 | 96% |
| 1159 | 2017-03-31 06:15:27 | 42.94 | 92% |