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 |
---|---|---|---|
888 | 2011-08-11 16:29:59 | 72.92 | 96% |
571 | 2011-07-12 21:43:25 | 65.65 | 94% |
521 | 2011-07-12 13:01:12 | 40.39 | 99% |