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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 84 | 2016-07-11 20:07:56 | 91.43 | 92% |
| 33 | 2016-04-05 18:26:51 | 60.26 | 87% |