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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 429 | 2014-11-29 01:13:13 | 55.22 | 91% |
| 291 | 2014-08-05 16:27:58 | 35.51 | 96% |