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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 482 | 2016-12-03 21:41:44 | 63.79 | 91% |
| 448 | 2016-11-26 16:12:44 | 67.22 | 93% |