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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2016-02-25 04:23:13 | 93.14 | 94% |
| 230 | 2016-02-23 00:09:18 | 90.55 | 91% |