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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 233 | 2015-05-31 03:25:44 | 32.95 | 88% |
| 56 | 2015-02-14 06:50:06 | 27.47 | 86% |