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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106 | 2024-12-15 08:57:16 | 35.16 | 95.5% |
13 | 2024-10-03 18:19:04 | 35.61 | 96.8% |