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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2776 | 2019-07-30 17:55:29 | 85.41 | 97% |
| 2447 | 2019-07-26 13:31:55 | 83.87 | 97% |
| 1503 | 2019-07-01 14:31:02 | 72.47 | 96% |