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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3478 | 2019-03-22 10:24:03 | 49.26 | 97% |
3464 | 2019-03-20 12:37:09 | 40.90 | 95% |
1741 | 2017-08-04 17:05:35 | 44.44 | 96% |