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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1005 | 2019-02-26 11:49:33 | 103.99 | 98% |
| 951 | 2019-02-14 11:54:44 | 103.79 | 97% |