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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373 | 2012-02-28 08:40:46 | 103.59 | 92% |
297 | 2012-02-26 14:57:46 | 96.63 | 86% |