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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 739 | 2019-07-28 18:09:22 | 104.11 | 98% |
| 294 | 2019-01-29 19:43:16 | 99.54 | 98% |