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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20309 | 2024-03-18 10:36:26 | 124.10 | 98.1% |
13970 | 2020-12-09 01:10:31 | 98.84 | 96% |
11676 | 2020-08-01 13:28:42 | 117.27 | 98% |