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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 286 | 2014-02-05 21:58:11 | 134.47 | 90% |
| 127 | 2014-02-05 02:26:42 | 144.59 | 93% |