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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1139 | 2016-08-19 15:30:03 | 161.21 | 99% |
| 216 | 2012-12-12 00:23:16 | 125.00 | 95% |