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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 450 | 2016-02-02 03:04:24 | 66.63 | 98% |
| 148 | 2015-10-29 05:08:51 | 53.39 | 95% |