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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 236 | 2017-08-15 14:50:02 | 51.15 | 95% |
| 87 | 2017-07-07 10:04:23 | 46.71 | 97% |