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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 680 | 2019-05-15 02:21:44 | 169.47 | 99% |
| 627 | 2019-05-14 22:33:25 | 194.13 | 99% |