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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 582 | 2013-02-19 07:34:45 | 62.48 | 91% |
| 102 | 2013-01-11 09:44:15 | 61.27 | 94% |