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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 239 | 2014-06-30 12:00:00 | 98.81 | 96% |
| 112 | 2014-05-16 15:27:15 | 97.48 | 96% |