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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1154 | 2018-01-15 14:14:20 | 43.59 | 97% |
554 | 2016-11-21 19:08:34 | 75.67 | 92% |
419 | 2016-11-07 07:41:31 | 72.60 | 89% |