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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2102 | 2010-11-20 02:02:18 | 74.76 | |
| 1766 | 2010-07-22 21:13:27 | 68.58 |