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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 908 | 2010-10-04 09:39:09 | 114.95 | |
| 837 | 2010-06-03 22:53:08 | 125.76 |