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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2590 | 2024-02-05 11:05:40 | 81.56 | 97.4% |
1245 | 2022-03-04 02:09:18 | 63.16 | 97% |