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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 716 | 2019-04-07 17:02:57 | 93.62 | 97% |
| 152 | 2015-11-21 14:25:44 | 67.29 | 85% |