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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1021 | 2013-04-05 07:36:45 | 109.56 | 92% |
| 600 | 2011-06-08 16:44:58 | 89.41 | 93% |