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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 712 | 2016-12-19 23:48:17 | 87.34 | 95% |
| 206 | 2016-12-05 01:07:45 | 78.02 | 94% |