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 |
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1870 | 2020-09-25 07:16:08 | 84.02 | 95% |
566 | 2019-11-21 14:05:41 | 85.09 | 97% |