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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 483 | 2011-08-06 06:23:31 | 80.09 | 93% |
| 347 | 2011-06-23 15:07:53 | 57.13 | 86% |
| 54 | 2011-05-27 16:09:32 | 76.65 | 91% |