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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 574 | 2012-01-14 08:59:04 | 69.07 | 90% |
| 455 | 2012-01-02 15:15:07 | 73.44 | 92% |