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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4139 | 2024-10-17 19:22:17 | 102.90 | 98.8% |
4097 | 2024-10-03 14:52:34 | 102.75 | 99.6% |