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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 453 | 2017-02-08 17:25:58 | 119.37 | 93% |
| 184 | 2016-03-13 19:00:33 | 139.37 | 96% |