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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1273 | 2016-07-19 03:26:49 | 79.76 | 93% |
| 1161 | 2016-07-02 05:28:45 | 71.55 | 96% |
| 177 | 2015-06-28 09:27:54 | 73.32 | 95% |