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 |
---|---|---|---|
370 | 2011-11-18 10:48:07 | 79.80 | 95% |
93 | 2011-10-31 03:56:39 | 68.56 | 92% |
75 | 2011-10-31 03:35:47 | 78.38 | 96% |
28 | 2011-10-30 19:55:08 | 78.13 | 96% |