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 |
---|---|---|---|
845 | 2011-05-14 01:53:03 | 134.01 | 100% |
700 | 2011-01-16 23:35:25 | 126.84 | |
644 | 2011-01-05 17:00:04 | 129.59 | |
575 | 2010-12-15 00:35:07 | 134.16 |