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 |
---|---|---|---|
3552 | 2018-02-23 04:37:58 | 109.95 | 98% |
1967 | 2018-01-07 06:11:27 | 112.15 | 98% |
1826 | 2018-01-02 04:04:26 | 99.23 | 96% |
1684 | 2017-12-31 01:31:37 | 114.22 | 100% |