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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1068 | 2013-09-07 12:24:06 | 50.62 | 97% |
| 713 | 2013-08-17 18:44:15 | 43.55 | 94% |