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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 48 | 2012-10-10 11:38:22 | 105.22 | 96% |
| 11 | 2012-10-01 00:06:05 | 99.59 | 97% |