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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 126 | 2014-10-02 12:47:57 | 60.75 | 93% |
| 89 | 2014-10-01 09:20:49 | 73.66 | 99% |