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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 68 | 2018-06-18 18:19:20 | 68.87 | 98% |
| 15 | 2018-01-06 08:15:02 | 58.83 | 95% |