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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1529 | 2017-09-03 05:37:50 | 83.18 | 97% |
| 932 | 2016-07-24 16:54:47 | 90.64 | 97% |
| 141 | 2015-06-06 02:35:12 | 55.32 | 91% |