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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7513 | 2013-09-02 06:19:37 | 82.13 | 98% |
| 6980 | 2011-07-04 22:43:55 | 66.19 | 94% |