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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2521 | 2019-09-28 05:46:59 | 92.62 | 95% |
| 2410 | 2019-09-17 23:46:11 | 95.41 | 95% |