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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1110 | 2016-04-24 13:58:27 | 49.31 | 89% |
| 952 | 2016-04-20 15:16:55 | 48.89 | 92% |