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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3236 | 2019-04-07 09:20:08 | 54.22 | 96% |
| 66 | 2016-09-28 08:02:11 | 45.54 | 89% |