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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1050 | 2012-03-22 09:29:52 | 84.31 | 97% |
| 937 | 2012-01-31 04:01:59 | 84.66 | 97% |
| 230 | 2011-10-27 05:30:38 | 77.99 | 96% |