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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1045 | 2011-06-20 15:43:09 | 39.38 | 88% |
| 702 | 2011-06-11 14:53:10 | 44.06 | 93% |
| 528 | 2011-06-10 12:59:01 | 39.88 | 95% |