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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2137 | 2010-11-17 04:33:31 | 112.53 | |
1988 | 2010-11-11 23:01:09 | 109.97 | |
1786 | 2010-11-07 07:58:21 | 107.24 |