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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 69 | 2014-08-19 10:37:10 | 156.98 | 99% |
| 51 | 2014-05-25 14:24:57 | 121.42 | 87% |