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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1587 | 2015-11-06 03:26:50 | 81.82 | 92% |
551 | 2015-04-05 15:46:10 | 68.27 | 94% |