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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1087 | 2017-07-04 21:48:23 | 104.24 | 100% |
| 510 | 2012-04-24 22:51:57 | 116.95 | 100% |