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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 774 | 2012-05-31 08:24:59 | 31.12 | 92% |
| 391 | 2012-05-10 03:51:51 | 31.93 | 86% |