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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2202 | 2018-04-27 21:58:13 | 77.12 | 98% |
| 1988 | 2017-08-31 17:58:38 | 68.58 | 97% |