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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175 | 2014-04-17 23:13:54 | 65.40 | 93% |
| 32 | 2014-04-09 11:13:14 | 60.48 | 94% |