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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3527 | 2020-07-27 20:10:49 | 73.42 | 97% |
| 2692 | 2018-12-16 23:45:47 | 63.53 | 97% |