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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2141 | 2017-03-04 23:44:39 | 64.04 | 92% |
| 120 | 2012-01-26 18:36:12 | 51.66 | 95% |