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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 207 | 2015-11-02 09:33:54 | 51.09 | 91% |
| 139 | 2015-10-25 10:39:48 | 43.58 | 91% |