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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2367 | 2012-02-23 21:34:38 | 49.28 | 96% |
| 1796 | 2010-07-09 21:03:40 | 52.51 |