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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 177 | 2016-02-12 16:04:23 | 54.96 | 89% |
| 147 | 2016-02-05 20:15:51 | 63.28 | 94% |