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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 327 | 2011-10-03 05:24:45 | 132.28 | 100% |
| 167 | 2010-08-12 03:58:57 | 115.19 |