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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 642 | 2012-06-25 04:25:13 | 93.87 | 98% |
| 641 | 2012-06-25 03:52:01 | 106.04 | 98% |