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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1033 | 2011-02-25 23:43:42 | 63.53 | |
| 755 | 2010-09-22 20:51:42 | 72.49 |