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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3103 | 2016-04-22 01:14:55 | 57.97 | 91% |
| 3066 | 2016-04-16 04:09:44 | 58.09 | 91% |
| 141 | 2015-08-04 10:32:04 | 40.10 | 82% |