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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1433 | 2012-03-27 13:45:27 | 79.86 | 97% |
| 576 | 2012-03-03 07:38:46 | 52.49 | 93% |