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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 370 | 2019-04-25 16:02:48 | 78.45 | 97% |
| 37 | 2019-01-02 20:08:01 | 52.81 | 94% |