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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5099 | 2018-04-17 04:19:19 | 109.01 | 100% |
| 2699 | 2017-06-25 01:32:45 | 87.83 | 99% |