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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 130 | 2013-05-08 03:31:04 | 100.26 | 99% |
| 65 | 2013-04-29 03:51:32 | 87.60 | 96% |