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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249 | 2014-01-17 17:29:34 | 44.48 | 85% |
107 | 2013-12-16 03:38:39 | 45.33 | 90% |