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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 84 | 2012-12-21 11:49:06 | 113.27 | 96% |
| 64 | 2012-12-20 13:45:45 | 94.92 | 91% |