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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1421 | 2018-07-19 22:48:29 | 63.85 | 96% |
| 108 | 2018-07-08 16:58:04 | 67.81 | 98% |