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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 817 | 2012-04-27 06:56:17 | 36.83 | 98% |
| 740 | 2012-04-27 01:50:35 | 36.21 | 97% |