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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 83 | 2012-03-27 04:31:46 | 104.49 | 86% |
| 67 | 2011-10-12 00:35:53 | 114.78 | 78% |