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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 319 | 2014-03-17 23:14:48 | 52.84 | 97% |
| 53 | 2013-10-22 13:33:11 | 41.83 | 96% |