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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 513 | 2018-09-24 00:12:34 | 74.98 | 95% |
| 177 | 2018-09-10 14:19:04 | 74.45 | 98% |