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 |
---|---|---|---|
819 | 2012-08-07 14:56:53 | 91.57 | 93% |
288 | 2012-01-08 05:48:54 | 78.32 | 90% |
263 | 2012-01-06 14:10:09 | 72.81 | 88% |
242 | 2012-01-05 15:30:16 | 73.48 | 90% |
163 | 2011-09-13 12:00:44 | 72.99 | 95% |