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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12917 | 2019-03-01 08:22:48 | 128.05 | 98% |
| 3038 | 2017-09-05 03:03:40 | 108.60 | 98% |