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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 134 | 2013-11-06 13:46:01 | 51.36 | 90% |
| 102 | 2013-10-27 19:05:05 | 52.02 | 89% |