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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 99 | 2013-02-05 23:57:32 | 84.03 | 93% |
| 69 | 2013-02-03 13:13:11 | 73.47 | 93% |