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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 208 | 2012-02-13 16:11:36 | 76.39 | 93% |
| 6 | 2011-03-07 16:35:44 | 71.21 |