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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 294 | 2014-08-25 19:25:00 | 142.95 | 94% |
| 265 | 2014-08-21 17:45:07 | 136.38 | 88% |