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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4404 | 2019-09-21 12:51:28 | 85.06 | 99% |
| 3658 | 2019-08-26 03:28:49 | 85.06 | 98% |