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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1152 | 2012-01-05 01:05:11 | 102.47 | 91% |
| 1047 | 2011-12-30 11:06:53 | 109.72 | 95% |