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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 75 | 2015-03-15 02:14:16 | 109.95 | 95% |
| 7 | 2012-05-29 21:35:02 | 136.81 | 100% |