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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1279 | 2017-10-11 18:55:40 | 62.50 | 97% |
| 274 | 2017-09-23 21:17:55 | 63.95 | 98% |