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 |
---|---|---|---|
246 | 2024-01-25 16:48:04 | 77.45 | 97.7% |
128 | 2024-01-17 09:14:18 | 69.72 | 96.1% |
118 | 2024-01-17 08:57:06 | 70.19 | 97% |
63 | 2024-01-16 07:51:33 | 64.82 | 96.2% |