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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1300 | 2017-11-22 07:20:17 | 83.78 | 98% |
| 743 | 2017-06-26 20:00:51 | 73.85 | 99% |