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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 149 | 2013-12-15 06:10:18 | 105.35 | 88% |
| 74 | 2012-12-29 01:56:05 | 111.09 | 89% |