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 |
---|---|---|---|
1977 | 2014-10-04 23:00:37 | 110.23 | 96% |
1944 | 2014-10-04 19:02:36 | 108.71 | 94% |
1752 | 2014-09-27 22:05:08 | 99.88 | 92% |
1371 | 2014-08-31 20:52:52 | 100.60 | 93% |
556 | 2014-08-19 20:56:21 | 100.78 | 93% |
389 | 2014-08-16 17:07:23 | 93.95 | 94% |