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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606 | 2011-03-12 00:42:57 | 54.43 | |
52 | 2011-03-04 22:42:14 | 43.86 |