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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 234 | 2014-10-17 13:39:55 | 28.24 | 88% |
| 216 | 2014-09-15 05:39:48 | 23.57 | 86% |