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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4065 | 2011-03-28 16:34:34 | 98.46 | |
4006 | 2011-03-19 02:47:19 | 101.81 | |
3910 | 2011-03-07 13:48:20 | 98.60 |