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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 266 | 2017-02-09 16:12:05 | 106.18 | 94% |
| 120 | 2017-01-23 20:35:15 | 106.07 | 90% |