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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1868 | 2019-02-16 19:54:41 | 116.78 | 99% |
| 441 | 2018-11-26 20:44:20 | 108.54 | 100% |