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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1894 | 2012-06-16 08:07:15 | 47.04 | 92% |
| 295 | 2012-05-31 15:40:57 | 43.82 | 96% |