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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25 | 2012-12-11 00:46:15 | 102.02 | 92% |
| 23 | 2012-12-11 00:44:22 | 102.46 | 92% |