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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1118 | 2017-01-27 00:12:06 | 42.33 | 93% |
| 752 | 2015-09-26 21:34:47 | 42.46 | 91% |