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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 788 | 2010-12-09 16:58:17 | 77.56 | |
| 219 | 2010-09-20 16:53:03 | 96.44 |