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 |
---|---|---|---|
182 | 2013-12-12 11:52:53 | 52.22 | 80% |
16 | 2013-10-11 10:34:25 | 53.51 | 87% |
14 | 2013-10-11 10:28:11 | 62.46 | 92% |