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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 203 | 2015-05-18 06:43:26 | 36.71 | 96% |
| 185 | 2015-05-16 18:00:55 | 37.56 | 92% |