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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 465 | 2012-04-10 17:30:51 | 92.85 | 89% |
| 336 | 2012-02-21 17:31:06 | 96.41 | 91% |