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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1003 | 2012-08-15 08:07:36 | 56.78 | 91% |
| 594 | 2012-08-02 11:55:26 | 56.26 | 93% |
| 500 | 2012-07-30 23:40:06 | 62.13 | 94% |