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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 848 | 2013-01-10 19:17:56 | 63.73 | 96% |
| 721 | 2012-11-28 15:15:13 | 50.84 | 92% |