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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2092 | 2019-01-31 16:46:36 | 99.07 | 99% |
| 911 | 2017-12-02 08:24:24 | 96.91 | 98% |