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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 193 | 2018-08-10 11:05:23 | 100.81 | 98% |
| 187 | 2018-08-06 09:00:55 | 98.23 | 97% |