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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1553 | 2013-08-24 16:38:53 | 128.13 | 98% |
| 1214 | 2011-03-23 13:45:55 | 112.20 |