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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 492 | 2013-12-06 16:39:28 | 104.15 | 93% |
| 230 | 2013-10-23 15:31:39 | 89.24 | 92% |