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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1557 | 2016-03-08 17:11:06 | 96.56 | 96% |
| 1320 | 2016-02-29 06:44:52 | 86.37 | 96% |
| 219 | 2015-09-13 22:53:15 | 69.27 | 90% |