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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105 | 2013-09-03 08:04:07 | 87.84 | 94% |
| 7 | 2013-07-28 19:08:20 | 86.24 | 95% |