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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 500 | 2010-10-05 18:27:05 | 89.91 | |
| 391 | 2010-09-15 17:22:28 | 80.57 |