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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 116 | 2016-08-16 18:26:15 | 130.27 | 96% |
| 65 | 2016-07-14 18:18:09 | 116.35 | 93% |