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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2352 | 2019-03-20 02:16:29 | 107.96 | 98% |
| 730 | 2015-10-25 00:43:47 | 93.31 | 95% |