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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 288 | 2011-05-25 17:51:40 | 67.74 | 93% |
| 8 | 2011-05-16 10:34:22 | 71.78 | 97% |