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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2796 | 2011-09-18 19:37:26 | 96.75 | 98% |
| 1754 | 2010-09-17 16:03:55 | 91.30 |