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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 852 | 2011-07-09 13:00:46 | 77.67 | 96% |
| 320 | 2010-09-06 21:25:40 | 79.22 |