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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 817 | 2019-04-27 09:19:33 | 65.61 | 97% |
| 743 | 2019-04-26 13:34:15 | 73.93 | 99% |