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 |
---|---|---|---|
2673 | 2015-08-25 16:49:02 | 64.69 | 96% |
1635 | 2015-06-18 22:43:46 | 59.78 | 98% |
1517 | 2015-06-12 17:22:30 | 57.01 | 96% |
1492 | 2015-06-11 19:45:16 | 57.87 | 95% |
1476 | 2015-06-10 20:19:24 | 52.70 | 93% |
1410 | 2015-06-08 03:03:25 | 42.06 | 91% |