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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 364 | 2016-11-12 18:45:41 | 81.03 | 97% |
| 158 | 2016-07-13 12:00:24 | 56.86 | 93% |