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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1097 | 2011-05-10 11:30:45 | 58.91 | 96% |
726 | 2011-04-17 20:30:54 | 48.65 | |
152 | 2011-02-25 11:33:20 | 35.21 |