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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 284 | 2012-01-26 14:06:06 | 112.26 | 97% |
| 111 | 2011-01-14 04:29:40 | 97.49 |