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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 445 | 2016-09-21 05:13:19 | 108.71 | 97% |
| 309 | 2016-09-01 10:20:35 | 98.96 | 98% |