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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 742 | 2015-09-27 17:42:05 | 69.41 | 90% |
| 131 | 2013-05-18 22:58:21 | 68.46 | 93% |