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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1317 | 2016-06-03 23:34:43 | 149.28 | 98% |
| 8 | 2011-10-13 04:53:13 | 134.00 | 94% |