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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2002 | 2020-05-05 17:17:48 | 95.90 | 97% |
| 1770 | 2020-05-05 12:42:55 | 93.31 | 96% |