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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127 | 2017-12-04 18:53:10 | 55.85 | 95% |
64 | 2016-10-11 14:35:35 | 51.26 | 85% |
55 | 2016-10-04 16:04:10 | 56.45 | 95% |