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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 914 | 2012-06-11 18:20:52 | 64.96 | 94% |
| 630 | 2012-06-03 22:52:31 | 59.05 | 93% |