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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 395 | 2011-10-26 18:27:24 | 43.77 | 87% |
| 224 | 2011-05-02 17:01:57 | 45.74 |