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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 199 | 2014-10-11 07:47:09 | 89.14 | 96% |
| 132 | 2014-09-23 20:11:01 | 87.98 | 96% |