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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16818 | 2018-12-28 17:08:15 | 100.44 | 98% |
| 13418 | 2018-09-05 16:51:42 | 100.34 | 98% |