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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 625 | 2010-11-17 22:26:04 | 39.26 | |
| 347 | 2010-11-15 21:06:17 | 43.99 |