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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 496 | 2014-06-30 12:26:39 | 48.10 | 91% |
| 363 | 2014-06-04 09:09:11 | 48.84 | 97% |