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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 189 | 2017-03-11 02:17:46 | 28.12 | 93% |
| 172 | 2017-03-08 12:31:29 | 36.42 | 91% |