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 |
---|---|---|---|
1103 | 2011-08-08 19:55:08 | 55.47 | 94% |
778 | 2011-06-29 21:46:40 | 56.25 | 95% |
762 | 2011-06-26 21:28:25 | 55.65 | 97% |
96 | 2011-04-03 12:08:27 | 49.34 |