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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2015-02-24 18:51:18 | 61.23 | 93% |
| 217 | 2015-02-24 16:30:17 | 62.44 | 100% |