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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 604 | 2010-12-18 14:46:43 | 56.38 | |
| 424 | 2010-11-23 05:35:49 | 46.54 |