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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 90 | 2013-04-09 20:55:34 | 67.98 | 93% |
| 89 | 2013-04-09 20:50:26 | 73.24 | 95% |