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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32 | 2016-04-24 11:42:09 | 78.06 | 96% |
| 11 | 2016-04-19 18:21:13 | 72.20 | 97% |