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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 188 | 2013-05-29 11:44:28 | 44.16 | 87% |
| 61 | 2012-11-05 16:42:58 | 42.55 | 85% |