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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1193 | 2018-10-28 11:24:26 | 51.35 | 97% |
| 306 | 2016-10-27 19:11:16 | 52.27 | 98% |