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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1641 | 2016-01-22 22:19:35 | 57.28 | 93% |
| 1422 | 2015-11-06 21:56:36 | 50.11 | 91% |
| 663 | 2013-02-13 00:47:07 | 40.34 | 96% |