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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 703 | 2016-04-23 00:38:23 | 62.36 | 93% |
| 208 | 2016-03-27 20:35:03 | 58.93 | 96% |