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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1754 | 2014-02-09 15:28:11 | 77.59 | 94% |
| 1667 | 2014-02-08 03:13:29 | 68.62 | 92% |
| 1607 | 2014-02-07 07:44:44 | 72.22 | 94% |