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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 707 | 2011-11-14 05:14:11 | 48.11 | 89% |
| 401 | 2011-11-05 13:03:16 | 46.02 | 91% |