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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 251 | 2015-09-30 21:52:03 | 136.78 | 96% |
| 27 | 2015-09-21 03:53:50 | 140.58 | 97% |