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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 354 | 2019-01-27 07:09:22 | 74.75 | 97% |
| 260 | 2019-01-26 14:50:05 | 74.44 | 96% |