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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1182 | 2017-06-22 10:53:22 | 51.50 | 94% |
| 528 | 2015-01-18 19:09:28 | 45.59 | 84% |
| 138 | 2014-04-01 16:34:26 | 48.51 | 93% |