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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 331 | 2016-05-07 16:06:23 | 131.34 | 98% |
| 217 | 2016-05-01 09:25:32 | 109.88 | 94% |