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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2094 | 2017-06-05 12:28:59 | 46.82 | 96% |
| 1085 | 2017-02-25 09:15:29 | 47.82 | 95% |