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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149 | 2013-06-23 04:57:50 | 90.59 | 86% |
136 | 2013-06-23 04:29:31 | 95.48 | 87% |
96 | 2013-06-22 10:47:51 | 94.06 | 90% |