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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 659 | 2016-07-05 19:06:05 | 56.14 | 89% |
| 250 | 2014-04-27 01:36:36 | 52.13 | 90% |