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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601 | 2011-12-11 12:57:07 | 65.82 | 95% |
576 | 2011-12-07 09:50:55 | 74.62 | 96% |