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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 584 | 2015-03-02 14:09:53 | 63.69 | 86% |
| 396 | 2014-11-07 14:28:19 | 65.41 | 88% |