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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1298 | 2011-03-11 06:05:55 | 119.22 | |
| 996 | 2010-06-25 04:18:33 | 139.39 |