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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 418 | 2016-12-21 08:12:51 | 97.76 | 95% |
| 179 | 2016-03-13 11:43:14 | 82.06 | 93% |