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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 950 | 2013-08-02 20:54:08 | 69.05 | 91% |
| 791 | 2013-07-12 16:11:08 | 68.61 | 87% |