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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 294 | 2016-08-09 20:15:11 | 33.96 | 90% |
| 264 | 2016-08-08 18:31:44 | 31.39 | 93% |