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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52 | 2013-07-01 12:36:11 | 50.24 | 96% |
| 23 | 2013-07-01 10:04:08 | 52.51 | 96% |