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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 535 | 2016-03-17 12:09:34 | 80.87 | 96% |
| 445 | 2016-03-09 14:14:42 | 79.95 | 96% |