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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 689 | 2015-04-04 18:31:49 | 71.04 | 89% |
| 20 | 2014-10-14 19:20:12 | 36.06 | 87% |