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 |
---|---|---|---|
7322 | 2025-04-14 20:11:54 | 157.59 | 98.5% |
5862 | 2025-04-01 21:51:42 | 171.98 | 99.6% |
5094 | 2025-03-21 20:56:06 | 170.31 | 99.6% |
1199 | 2018-10-13 18:42:19 | 150.64 | 98% |