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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 209 | 2014-01-27 20:08:14 | 66.21 | 93% |
| 47 | 2013-09-19 02:16:42 | 54.47 | 98% |