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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 934 | 2019-08-19 05:50:19 | 89.32 | 98% |
| 727 | 2019-07-19 01:21:39 | 88.50 | 98% |