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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1104 | 2015-01-08 23:38:24 | 107.11 | 98% |
| 1005 | 2014-12-26 23:29:35 | 89.09 | 97% |