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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 945 | 2011-01-29 06:43:06 | 98.82 | |
| 940 | 2011-01-28 12:58:53 | 96.78 |