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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2269 | 2024-09-03 21:06:29 | 67.10 | 97% |
1542 | 2024-02-11 23:32:30 | 49.96 | 96.2% |