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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 75 | 2012-08-28 23:59:46 | 76.06 | 90% |
| 65 | 2011-04-04 01:21:33 | 65.85 |