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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 587 | 2015-11-23 14:34:05 | 93.48 | 95% |
| 47 | 2014-03-30 16:22:56 | 47.70 | 90% |