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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 639 | 2017-04-13 13:20:33 | 66.21 | 94% |
| 472 | 2017-04-04 16:48:35 | 66.12 | 95% |