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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 48 | 2015-08-27 03:09:37 | 152.93 | 97% |
| 38 | 2015-08-23 19:17:31 | 150.76 | 99% |