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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 520 | 2016-04-01 17:56:25 | 114.12 | 94% |
| 175 | 2015-06-29 23:52:14 | 108.35 | 91% |