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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1656 | 2012-05-17 19:21:30 | 121.90 | 92% |
| 1300 | 2012-04-29 22:08:34 | 130.79 | 92% |
| 1293 | 2012-04-29 22:02:48 | 144.91 | 96% |