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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 304 | 2013-05-15 10:20:57 | 103.99 | 100% |
| 81 | 2013-05-07 10:13:05 | 50.43 | 88% |