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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406 | 2011-11-26 11:33:09 | 43.82 | 90% |
271 | 2011-11-03 15:03:00 | 34.86 | 88% |
160 | 2011-11-01 11:16:59 | 31.85 | 89% |