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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 971 | 2019-01-20 16:59:13 | 101.60 | 98% |
| 262 | 2018-12-28 12:19:23 | 95.37 | 100% |