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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 167 | 2017-09-08 13:46:32 | 61.45 | 95% |
| 142 | 2016-12-27 00:32:00 | 66.93 | 89% |