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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 265 | 2016-04-12 17:11:32 | 93.04 | 91% |
| 56 | 2016-03-13 00:28:59 | 83.73 | 88% |