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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 631 | 2013-10-27 21:10:50 | 89.29 | 92% |
| 532 | 2013-08-07 05:53:07 | 93.43 | 97% |