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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 507 | 2016-04-04 17:14:43 | 75.19 | 92% |
| 399 | 2016-02-04 16:43:19 | 67.11 | 91% |