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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1371 | 2019-01-15 22:00:42 | 155.59 | 98% |
| 1042 | 2018-07-15 19:51:33 | 156.74 | 97% |