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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2957 | 2019-02-11 19:55:55 | 73.65 | 96% |
| 2041 | 2018-07-10 07:34:20 | 82.90 | 96% |