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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36 | 2016-08-20 06:51:32 | 59.62 | 93% |
| 35 | 2016-08-20 06:49:02 | 55.59 | 92% |