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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 923 | 2015-01-11 09:25:21 | 79.84 | 97% |
| 245 | 2010-11-02 02:48:54 | 75.64 |