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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 138 | 2015-02-03 20:12:58 | 127.35 | 100% |
| 90 | 2012-07-17 04:53:34 | 107.02 | 95% |