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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 281 | 2017-05-03 01:55:35 | 80.63 | 94% |
| 33 | 2017-04-22 07:04:39 | 72.74 | 90% |