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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 827 | 2015-09-04 20:50:30 | 77.16 | 93% |
| 414 | 2015-08-08 15:12:01 | 69.27 | 92% |