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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1203 | 2015-05-05 17:45:51 | 87.12 | 95% |
| 1175 | 2015-05-04 07:14:50 | 79.69 | 92% |