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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1125 | 2012-07-12 02:52:32 | 94.19 | 95% |
| 214 | 2011-07-17 02:48:37 | 61.90 | 86% |