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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1695 | 2017-05-25 10:26:40 | 62.94 | 95% |
| 615 | 2017-03-02 19:08:59 | 45.59 | 98% |