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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1797 | 2018-04-11 18:49:29 | 119.27 | 98% |
| 1066 | 2016-05-25 16:42:03 | 104.75 | 95% |