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 |
---|---|---|---|
853 | 2016-05-12 20:27:48 | 53.92 | 92% |
794 | 2016-04-26 18:49:09 | 57.97 | 92% |
599 | 2016-01-21 00:52:05 | 51.22 | 93% |
420 | 2015-12-24 17:06:54 | 52.42 | 93% |