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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 991 | 2011-09-07 15:48:03 | 82.44 | 98% |
| 927 | 2011-08-31 12:39:55 | 82.83 | 96% |
| 724 | 2011-08-15 09:14:06 | 85.17 | 97% |