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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1538 | 2011-10-20 21:12:16 | 75.42 | 94% |
| 1093 | 2011-08-20 23:20:17 | 76.35 | 96% |