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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2344 | 2014-09-12 02:11:19 | 121.13 | 97% |
| 2287 | 2014-06-13 00:43:28 | 111.38 | 93% |
| 2133 | 2012-05-28 02:56:40 | 112.26 | 96% |